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.

Cedrick’s heart was in his throat when he noticed the change in her

Jenson, you really

her feet with her brows

Harris,

were glacial as he

Gwendolyn’s eyes reddened as she

without forewarning to grab his suit collar and

idiot, Maverick? Do you think I won’t be able to recognize you just because you’re wearing a mask? You might fool everyone,

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

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

eyes swirled with shock, confusion, and

raised her hand and curved her elbow as she swiftly landed a hard blow on

mask twisted in pain, and he bent down

collar and backed him up against the window

he feared that he would accidentally

had no

with all her

Her mind had no room for reason

couldn’t get over Maverick being alive

look for 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

held on tightly to

Harris, isn’t 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 him a chance to defend himself as she leveled another blow at

ripped off his mask while he was curled up in

Time seemed to stop as they looked into one

his face in

his eyes, the rest of his features

He now only vaguely resembled Maverick at a

so, his gaze and mannerisms gave

He was obviously

“Why does your face look so different? Is it because you’re wearing another mask?” Gwendolyn pinched the skin of his face and attempted

hand and 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

to Maverick was the only indicator on his face

severe burns and wounds from the lashings on Maverick’s back before the incident and broke free from Cedrick’s grasp

and turn your back to me! If you aren’t guilty, then let

Go ahead.

of his hands and let her

was suspicious, she

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

broad back was instantly

was flawlessly smooth, with tan skin

was devoid

She couldn’t even make out the deep knife wound on Maverick’s waist which he sustained from

slowly let go of him and retreated to the

She sat on the bed in a daze

rational mind was coming back to