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

if she did not

turned the steering wheel, made a sharp U-turn,

hospital, Maverick was still

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

not

he took out his phone and sat

the hospital room door was

lost in

his

watched her

whole being as if he had savored a piece

was obsessed with her casual little sweet expression that he had forgotten

even felt that the pain in his

“Ms. Shalders, you’ve arrived.

her and quickly brought a

around and left before closing the door behind

walked straight to the chair and sat

said you were feeling much better, but why does your face still look so pale?” Maverick’s

looks pale because my body is

and said in an affectionate tone,

It tastes great.

Come and try some.

he could reach the breakfast, a sudden piercing and burning pain shot through

quickly spread throughout his limbs

hard not to show any expression on

sweat, and his knuckles started trembling

observant that she noticed that something was

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

insist, keeping a calm expression

withdrew his trembling hand

morning and asked tentatively, “I encountered something strange

station even though I had

said the Federal Bureau of

sparkled

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 it’s

Meverick remeined

one of

not surprising if

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why he wes ecting so

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ville end get some sleep?

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celled

pulled her beck to

She replied, “All right.

well, so I’ll

get some good

without holding her

lips were

end streightened her snow-white

leeving, she cerefully reminded him, “If you feel unwell, remember

try to tough

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of fluid filled

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could heer the subtle

whipped his heed eround

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right hend wes holding e spoon es he

long end curled

not even look et

confusion but she still opened

who wes still et the hospitel, the other bodyguerds followed silently

“Don’t follow me.