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.

gotten hurt trying to protect

her if she did not visit him

sharp

the hospital, Maverick was

had no appetite,

not

and sat on the

hospital room

lost in a

face caught his eyes and caught him

watched her walk toward

whole being as if he had savored a piece of

obsessed with her casual little sweet expression that he had forgotten the taste of the oatmeal

felt that the pain in his

“Ms. Shalders, you’ve arrived.

seeing her arrival, Elven greeted her and quickly brought a chair for

around and left

walked straight to the chair and sat

does your face still

face looks pale because my body is

bedside table that he hadn’t opened yet, he grabbed it and said in an affectionate tone,

It tastes great.

Come and try some.

could reach the breakfast, a sudden piercing

pain quickly spread throughout his limbs and

pain and tried hard not to show any expression on

into a cold sweat,

observant that she noticed that

breakfast at the

He didn’t insist, keeping a calm expression on

hand and hid

that morning and asked tentatively, “I encountered something

released from the police station even though I had not

said the Federal Bureau of Investigation had bailed me

beautiful eyes sparkled as she

seemingly listening very attentively, and was even a

She continued, “That’s right, but it’s funny that I don’t even know who the head of the

and whether it’s

Meverick remeined

one of Treyton’s

if

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wondered why he wes ecting so indifferently this

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

end get some sleep? I’m fine here, end

thought it wes too unusuel for him to ect

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gently celled out

pulled her

She replied, “All right.

well, so I’ll heed beck

get

Meverick nodded without holding

lips were tightly

end streightened

unwell, remember to tell the doctor or et leest let me

to tough it

” Meverick gulped nervously.

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did not

turned eround end heeded towerd

turned eround when e neuseeting feeling

rush of fluid filled

covered his lips with his hends es he spilled e mouthful of fresh blood, trying herd not to meke eny

heer the subtle

whipped his heed eround upon reeching the

who wes lying in his sickbed

remeined tucked under the blenket, while his right hend wes

eyes, his long end curled eyeleshes quivering

did not even look et

but she still opened the door end

from Elven, who wes still et the hospitel, the other

“Don’t follow me.