Wooing My Ex-Wife

She sat on the couch by the window with her back facing him, sipping red wine.

He clenched his fists so tightly that they felt clammy.

Could she be drunk by any chance? Would she be as gentle to me as two nights ago? “I admit I don’t know you well, yet you still plotted to get engaged with me.

Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?” Cedrick’s hand was on the doorknob when he felt his heart drop.

Gwendolyn’s speech was coherent and paced regularly.

It was clear she’d barely imbibed any wine and was still sober.

That meant that he would be dead meat tonight.

Cedrick still wasn’t ready to face her.

He stalked toward the window and considered making a run for it.

Gwendolyn’s languid voice sounded.

“Old Mr. Jenson has instructed the windows to be locked.

It is also fitted with bulletproof glass and can’t be shattered.

We’re just going to have a nice little chat.

I wonder what you’re so afraid of?” He had no chance of escape.

Cedrick subconsciously touched his face to confirm that his mask was still on.

Gwendolyn couldn’t possibly recognize him that easily.

He cleared his throat.

“You must be joking, Ms. Gwendolyn.

We aren’t acquainted at all.

I decided to get engaged with you merely because the fortune teller mentioned that we’d get along well together.

” Gwendolyn placed her wine glass down and turned to face him.

“I’ve told you before that there’s someone I—” She was cut off abruptly.

The man who stood by the window in a well-fitting suit gave off an aloof aristocratic air.

The sheer sight of him flooded her with a bone-deep sense of familiarity.

Her expression froze as she carefully scrutinized the man from head to toe.

when he noticed the change in

Jenson, you really look like

with her brows furrowed and

“Ms. Harris, you

eyes were glacial as he uttered in

eyes reddened as she met his

his suit collar and press him

taking me for an idiot, Maverick? Do you think I won’t be able to recognize you just because you’re wearing a mask? You

that I’ve been deceiving her all along? She hated being kept in the dark the most and had never liked him in the

the hatred she bore against him, so much so that it’d be even more difficult for him to be forgiven? “Why didn’t you come looking for me if you weren’t dead? How come you’ve taken on the identity of Cedrick? Maverick, you owe me a much due explanation!” Gwendolyn grabbed his collar so tightly that her hands

eyes swirled with shock,

me?” Gwendolyn raised her hand and curved her elbow as she

features beneath his mask twisted in

and backed him up against

He wouldn’t retaliate as he feared that he would accidentally hurt Gwendolyn due to the disparity between their

Gwendolyn had no

with all her

room for reason as she

get over Maverick being alive

Why act like we’re strangers? “If you refuse to tell the truth,

held on tightly

it unbecoming of you to be so forward on our first meeting tonight?” “What’s wrong with me touching my fiancé? Why are you so scared of me seeing your face? If you are Cedrick and not Maverick, you should have nothing to fear!” “I—” Gwendolyn didn’t give

swiftly ripped off his mask while he was

as they

Gwendolyn surveyed his face in

rest of

only vaguely resembled Maverick at a

his gaze and mannerisms gave

He was obviously

different? Is it because you’re wearing another mask?” Gwendolyn pinched the skin of

plastic surgery? You must be

Maverick was the only indicator on his face

from the lashings on Maverick’s back before the incident and

“Shut up and turn your back to

Go ahead.

of his hands

suspicious,

his clothes one by one, she loosened his shirt

broad back was

Its defined musculature was flawlessly smooth, with tan skin that

was devoid

on Maverick’s waist which he

Gwendolyn slowly let go of him and retreated to the bedside with

sat on the bed in a

was