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.

in his throat when he noticed the change in her

Jenson, you really

Gwendolyn got to her feet with her brows furrowed and

Harris, you must

met,” His eyes were glacial as

as

grab his suit collar and press him

to recognize you just because you’re wearing a mask? You might fool everyone, but

think that I’ve been deceiving her all along? She hated being kept

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

swirled with shock, confusion,

her hand and curved her elbow as she swiftly landed a

his mask twisted

and backed him up

he feared that he would

had

She would whack him with all

no room for

still couldn’t get over Maverick being alive and

me? Why act like we’re strangers? “If you refuse to tell the truth, I’ll have to take matters into my own hands!” She reached out to snatch his

Cedrick held on

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

his mask while he was curled

seemed to stop as they looked into one another’s

Gwendolyn surveyed his face in

his eyes, the rest of

now only vaguely

his gaze

was obviously

mask?” Gwendolyn pinched the

said sternly, “That is because I am and have always been Cedrick Jenson!” “I don’t believe you! Did you undergo plastic surgery? You must be delusional to think I won’t be able to recognize you because of that! Why

to Maverick was the only indicator on his face that they were

Maverick’s back before the

things too fast by stripping me?” “Shut up and turn your back to me!

Go ahead.

both of his hands and

was suspicious,

Instead of removing his clothes one by one, she loosened his

back was

defined musculature was flawlessly smooth, with tan skin that looked exceptionally enticing under the room’s

devoid

out the deep knife wound on Maverick’s waist which he sustained from Asher while looking for her in the

slowly let go of him and retreated

She sat on the bed in

was coming back