Wooing My Ex-Wife

This meant that the money would not be given away just like that; it would be fully recovered eventually.

They would only be temporarily keeping the money in their pockets for now.

Indeed, it was heart-wrenching.

The group of police officers, who had been indulging in fantasies of being showered with Gwendolyn’s money, instantly snapped out of their daydreaMs. What a ruthless woman.

We cannot afford to mess with her! Shirley had intended to demand an exorbitant price for the Fruit of Prosperity from Gwendolyn.

However, at this moment, she was utterly drained and couldn’t even recollect this matter.

Once she was done, Gwendolyn stretched out her hand and massaged her shoulder lazily.

Maverick noticed her movements and quickly stepped forward, carefully massaging her shoulders and neck with his slender hands.

Gwendolyn didn’t refuse and enjoyed his service as she turned her head to look at Charles and Matthew.

“Mr. Newton, Mr. Scott, the money has been paid.

Can we leave now?” Gwendolyn referred to him as “Mr. Newton” but not Charles.

Matthew didn’t hear Charles’ response and unconsciously shot him a glance.

He noticed that Charles was staring at Maverick giving Gwendolyn a shoulder massage, his pupils deep and focused, without uttering a word.

Matthew could only answer himself, “Yes, you and Mr. Wright are free to leave whenever you desire.

” Having received their permission, Gwendolyn left without looking back, with Maverick following closely behind her.

The bodyguards also began to move after them.

That scene resembled a massive troop on the move.

As soon as they stepped out of the interrogation room, Shirley was heard shouting from behind.

“Call an ambulance! Hurry!” Samantha had passed out from the pain.

Gwendolyn curled her lips contentedly and walked away briskly.

After coming out of the police station, Gwendolyn dismissed the large group of bodyguards, leaving only William and Nico behind.

The crowd had just dispersed when Charles, clad in a dark green military coat, emerged from the police station.

His captivating voice rang out.

“Gwendolyn, it has been many years since we last met.

How about having lunch together to catch up on old times?” Before Gwendolyn could answer, Maverick furrowed his brows, his dark eyes filled with gloom, and said, “She’s not available!” Gwendolyn cast an annoyed glance at him.

expression from a second ago instantly transformed into an aggrieved one the moment he

long eyelashes

of a pitiful little child longing for someone to

rolled up his sleeves, revealing the swollen blood marks on his

I want to go back to

Award for

had

so shocked that his

frowning as well as

who was the center of

trying to act pitiful again? She

eyes curved with a smile as she reached out

slightly

he lowered his head and brought his face closer instinctively, anticipating

moment she touched his cheek, her smile froze and

fingers and twisted it harshly, giving him

is it that you are so shameless? Seems like you need my help to manually thin out that thick skin

allowed her to vent on him without any

wore a gloating

grimaced, drawing in a sharp

his lips tightly together, his deep blue orbs growing

eyes of the onlookers, Gwendolyn

and realizing that his hope of being caressed by Gwendolyn was crushed,

pale enough, the pinched red spot on his left cheek

man

at Gwendolyn, accusing

was

at Maverick, she

him back

then, she headed straight toward

a smile when he saw

“Let’s go.

eat? I’ll have someone make a reservation

felt suffocated in his chest, making it difficult

a

face, wrists, or heart, his entire body seemed to be in

forced himself to push through despite the

a meal with him, I suppose it’s not

I believe Mr. Newton won’t

didn’t respond, but his expression clearly

“I mind.

around and glared at

with the employment agreement, you must obey the arrangements and

was

sunlight, his face was so pale that it