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 to protect

very heartless of her if she did

steering wheel, made a sharp U-turn, and sped off

the hospital, Maverick was still eating

strength in his hands and had no appetite,

did not

sat on the

the hospital room

to find himself lost in a pair

his

watched her

he had savored a piece of

sweet expression that he had forgotten the taste of

even felt that the pain in

“Ms. Shalders, you’ve arrived.

arrival, Elven greeted her and quickly brought a chair

bodyguards consciously turned around and

the chair and sat

frowned slightly and asked, “You said you were feeling much better, but why does your face still look so pale?”

body is weak, but

bedside table that he hadn’t opened yet, he grabbed it and said in an affectionate tone, “Gwendolyn, you haven’t eaten yet, have

It tastes great.

Come and try some.

sudden piercing and burning pain shot

throughout

hard not

a cold sweat, and his knuckles started trembling

noticed

and said, “I already had breakfast at the police station, so I’m not hungry

keeping a calm expression

his trembling hand and hid it

what had happened that morning and asked tentatively,

station even though I had not given any

the Federal Bureau of Investigation had bailed

beautiful eyes sparkled as she

brows, seemingly listening very

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“Don’t follow me.