Wooing My Ex-Wife

Matthew’s expression darkened as he could tell he was being looked down upon.

“Who do you think you are? You don’t have a say in anything I do in the police station.

Take her away!” He made a gesture, and all the police officers in the room swarmed over, seemingly determined to take Gwendolyn away immediately.

Maverick was furious.

A wicked yet deep male voice suddenly sounded from outside the door just as he was about to speak, stopping him before he even had a chance to start.

“Mr. Scott, you’re speaking with such authority!” Matthew and all the police officers shuddered at the sound of that.

The former sprang to his feet and his body stiffened instantly.

Gwendolyn’s face darkened in mere seconds.

I was so close.

Whoever this is, arrived on time.

Maverick silently sat back down after regaining his composure.

He knew who it was as soon as he heard that voice, and his handcuffed fists clenched even tighter subconsciously.

Gwendolyn had a thing for people with good looks.

She employed the most handsome ones, even when it came to her bodyguards.

Maverick remembered that this man was exceptionally good-looking.

Will Gwendolyn… His obsidian-like eyes darkened as he instinctively turned his head to look at Gwendolyn.

It turned out that Gwendolyn was not paying attention to his appearance.

She appeared to be somewhat unhappy and had a slightly upset expression on her face as though something else was bothering her.

The door opened, and the man who entered was dressed in a solemn military uniform underneath a dark green and black fur military coat.

The man was burly and standing straight.

He had delicate features and a sharp nose.

With his slightly narrowed eyes, he exuded an intimidating aura.

His deep blue, gem-like pupils, which complemented his eyes, were his most stunning features and added a touch of charm to his looks.

righteous and wicked in his military uniform, making

bowed their heads and greeted him with reverence as soon as he

the fourth son of the Newton

who met him would address him

a very important position as the Director of the Central Intelligence

born when the head of the Newton family went abroad, and his

and Alendor nationality, so he inherited a striking pair of deep blue eyes that were a beautiful blend of Chanaean and Epean bloodlines, making him exceptionally

greeted him nervously as his mind was filled with confusion, and he was unable to fathom

received a mandated order from my superiors, so how did this man show up so quickly? Only Asher and the mysterious head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation would likely have

had ever seen the true face of that mysterious man, and even his real identity and

on a mission many years ago,

a pleasing

Mr. Newton? You should have let your subordinates

Please, take a seat.

Charles completely ignored

heater was on,

took off his coat and handed it to his

walked toward Gwendolyn with steady

was only then did

wickedly handsome face gradually overlapped with

she had mixed feelings as she called out softly, “Charles?” Charles responded with a smile, and his eyes were like a deep, brilliant blue ocean filled

and Samantha looked

Maverick was dumbfounded.

He felt nauseous.

was initially concerned that Gwendolyn might be drawn to Charles’ appearance, but it turned out

him so intimately… Maverick stifled his feelings by remaining silent and biting his pale, thin

Charles approached Gwendolyn, he gazed at her with warmth and

away when he raised his hand to

grabbed Gwendolyn’s arm instinctively, drawing her

“What’s wrong?” Gwendolyn inquired.

eyes welled up with tears, his brows furrowed slightly, and a

hurts…” It was only then Gwendolyn noticed the crimson-red bloodstain around his lower

it doesn’t seem like he’s putting on an

it hurt?” Maverick froze for a moment and raised his arm

and had a deep red

was

did not feel sorry for

her expression turned

that clearly shows that he did it himself! Was he putting on a pitiful act again? She remained silent as

first to react, and his tone was icy as he

Who taught you this method of handling cases, Mr. Scott?” “Mr. Newton, both of them are suspects, so…” Matthew said hesitantly as his face turned pale

narrowed, and he repeated, “I said, uncuff