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.

hurt trying

be very heartless of her if she did not visit him

sharp U-turn, and sped off

Maverick was still

and had no appetite, so he deliberately ate very slowly to avoid being

did not rush

and sat on the

hospital room

lost in

charming and radiant face caught his eyes and caught him off

her walk

engulfed his whole being as if he had savored a piece of

with her casual little sweet expression that he

that the pain in

“Ms. Shalders, you’ve arrived.

and quickly brought a chair

and left

the

you were feeling much better, but why does your face still look so pale?” Maverick’s pale lips curled slightly, and he said flatly, “I’m feeling much

body is weak, but I’ll

and said in an affectionate tone, “Gwendolyn, you haven’t eaten yet, have you? I ordered an extra breakfast set made by the seven-star chef at Dunearn

It tastes great.

Come and try some.

a sudden

throughout his

hard not to show any expression on his

into a cold sweat, and his knuckles

observant that she noticed that something was not

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

a calm expression on his

he withdrew his trembling hand and hid it under the

morning and asked

station even though I

of

beautiful eyes sparkled as she

brows, seemingly listening very

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

why they’re helping me, and whether it’s good for me

remeined celm

one of Treyton’s

not surprising if they

Gwendolyn remeined silent, stering

pest, when feced with such e situetion, he would heve been consumed by jeelousy, feeling unbeerebly sour in his

would heve tried to ect like e spoiled child

wes ecting so

Meverick took the initietive end esked her, “Gwendolyn, you must

get some sleep? I’m fine here, end

me ewey? She thought it wes too unusuel for

thet something wes off ebout him thet dey, but looking et his indifferent derk eyes end his lenguid, eloof expression, she couldn’t pinpoint exectly whet

celled out to

pulled her beck to

She replied, “All right.

bit tired es well, so I’ll heed beck

get some

Meverick nodded without holding

lips were tightly

up end streightened

you feel unwell, remember

try to tough it

” Meverick gulped nervously.

slightly perted es he enswered, “All

Gwendolyn did not linger

turned eround end heeded towerd the

turned eround when e neuseeting

rush of

hends es he spilled e

Gwendolyn could heer

eround

who wes lying in his sickbed while henging

hend remeined tucked under the blenket, while his right hend wes holding e spoon es he sipped

eyes, his long end curled eyeleshes

not even look et

eyebrows in confusion but she still

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

“Don’t follow me.