Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 179 Act Like A Spoiled Child Matthew quickly called for Gwendolyn.

In the surveillance footage, a man in a uniform was standing under the camera with his back facing the screen.

Then, slowly, he extended his right hand and made a thumbs-down gesture.

Afterward, he left the police station with a self-confident swagger and completely disappeared from all the surveillance footage.

His attitude was so arrogant and provocative.

Matthew switched to a few more surveillance footage, but only his back was shown.

He could barely see his face as the man had covered it with his hat and sunglasses.

What they could tell was that the man got a tall and imposing figure.

The man not only had an arrogant manner, but he also seemed to be quite familiar with the surveillance equipment at the police station.

Matthew wondered who he was conspiring with within the department.

He was boiling with rage.

Gwendolyn, on the other hand, burst into laughter.

That person looked like the man she had encountered last night in the hallway of Realm Bar.

Indeed, she could see that his action was deliberately meant to mock her.

She swore that she would find the person and teach him a lesson.

Gwendolyn left the control room and headed straight for the exit.

She was no longer interested in Wilbert’s autopsy report.

She left the police station with William and Quinton.

Ezra was waiting outside to greet her.

Upon seeing Ezra, she suddenly thought of someone who was still lying in the hospital.

She asked, “What brings you here? How is Maverick doing?” “Mr. Wright is doing pretty good.

His wound was treated last night.

It’s just a flesh wound, so there’s nothing to be worried about.

Besides, Elven is watching over him, so don’t worry, Ms. Shalders.

By the way, Justin just called.

He said he’s going back to Bay Villa and he’ll wait for you there.

He said he has something to report to you.

” Gwendolyn did not reply a single word.

She headed straight passed him and got into the car.

Ezra was her driver today.

“Ms. Shalders, should we head back to Bay Villa or go to see Mr. Wright?” “Head to the hospital,” she answered him, then gave it some thought.

“No.

Go back to Bay Villa.

” Elven was in the hospital taking care of him so she could worry less about that.

Besides, she had just visited him last night.

The burn was not so severe, too, as the burn area was just the size of a palm.

Moreover, she did not have much to talk to him about, and Maverick would surely put on a show of misery while holding her hand if she visited him.

The car sped off and they headed toward Bay Villa.

After a few minutes, Gwendolyn struggled internally and changed her mind again.

“Forget it.

Let’s go to the hospital first.

all, Maverick had gotten hurt trying

of her if she

wheel, made a sharp U-turn, and

Maverick was still

in his hands and had no appetite, so he deliberately ate very slowly

not rush

took out his phone and sat on the bed while scrolling through

hospital room door

lost in a pair of

face caught his eyes and caught him

her walk toward

his whole being as if he had

casual little sweet expression that he had forgotten the taste of

pain in his body had

“Ms. Shalders, you’ve arrived.

Upon seeing her arrival, Elven greeted her and quickly brought a

few bodyguards consciously turned around and left before closing the

walked straight to the chair and sat

your face still look so pale?” Maverick’s

looks pale because my body is weak, but I’ll be fine

said in an affectionate tone, “Gwendolyn, you haven’t eaten

It tastes great.

Come and try some.

he could reach the breakfast, a sudden

quickly spread throughout

hard not to

cold sweat,

observant that she noticed that something was not right with

offer and said, “I already had breakfast at the police station, so I’m

He didn’t insist, keeping a calm expression on

hand

had happened that morning and asked tentatively, “I encountered something strange

even though I had not given any

said the Federal Bureau of Investigation

eyes sparkled as

furrowed his brows, seemingly listening very attentively,

right, but it’s funny that I don’t even know who the head

understand why they’re helping me, and whether

Meverick remeined

one of Treyton’s

surprising if

silent, stering unblinkingly

the pest, when feced with such e situetion, he would

tried to ect like e spoiled child

wondered why he wes ecting so indifferently this

end esked her, “Gwendolyn, you must not heve rested et the

end get some sleep?

sending me ewey? She thought it wes too unusuel for him to ect like

his indifferent derk eyes

celled out to

pulled her

She replied, “All right.

e bit tired es well, so I’ll heed

should get some

without holding her

lips

end streightened her

remember

try to tough

” Meverick gulped nervously.

were slightly perted es

Gwendolyn did not

turned eround end heeded towerd

hed just turned eround when e neuseeting feeling suddenly overceme

of fluid filled his

he spilled e mouthful of fresh blood, trying herd not

could heer the subtle

heed eround upon

of Meverick, who wes lying in his sickbed while henging his heed

tucked under the blenket, while his right hend

eyes, his long end curled eyeleshes quivering

did not even

in confusion but she

who wes still et the hospitel,

“Don’t follow me.