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

Jenson, you really look

feet with her brows furrowed and gingerly

Harris, you must

We’ve never met,” His eyes were glacial as he

eyes reddened as she met his

hand shot out without forewarning to grab his suit collar and press him

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

deceiving her all along? She hated being kept in the dark the most and had never liked

looking for me if you weren’t dead? How come you’ve

Her eyes swirled with shock, confusion, and

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

features beneath his mask twisted in pain, and he

Despite that, Gwendolyn tugged his collar and backed

He wouldn’t retaliate as he feared that he would accidentally hurt Gwendolyn

However, Gwendolyn had no such

whack him with all her

room for reason as she stared daggers

still couldn’t get over Maverick

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

held on tightly to

me seeing your face? If you are Cedrick and not Maverick, you should have nothing to fear!” “I—” Gwendolyn didn’t

off his mask while he was

Time seemed to stop as they looked into one

his face in

the rest of his features were completely

only vaguely resembled Maverick

Even so, his gaze and mannerisms gave

was obviously

another mask?” Gwendolyn pinched the skin of his face and attempted to peel off his

you! Did you undergo plastic surgery? You must be delusional to think I won’t be able to recognize you because of that! Why don’t you try switching your eyeballs instead?” She gritted

to Maverick was the only indicator on his face that

back before

up and turn your back to

Go ahead.

both of his hands and let her

Gwendolyn was suspicious,

of removing his clothes one by one, she loosened his shirt from his belt and lifted it along with

His broad back was instantly

flawlessly smooth, with tan skin that looked

was devoid of

the deep knife wound on Maverick’s waist which he sustained from

go of him and retreated

She sat on the bed

was coming