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.

appeared both righteous and wicked in his military uniform, making him even more attractive than a

and greeted

son of the Newton

met him would address

position as the Director of the Central Intelligence

the head of the Newton family went abroad, and his mother was his father’s

of Epean and Alendor nationality, so he inherited a striking pair of deep blue eyes that were a beautiful blend of

as his mind was filled with confusion, and he was unable to fathom the

so how did this man show up so quickly? Only Asher and the mysterious head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation would likely have more power in this field

of that mysterious man, and even his real identity and background

on a mission many years ago, and there hadn’t

thoughts and put on a

to our humble town of Fairlake, Mr. Newton? You should have let your subordinates inform us, so we at the Fairlake Police Station could have

Please, take a seat.

completely

on, and it was

his coat and

toward Gwendolyn with steady

then did Gwendolyn

overlapped with

eyes widened slightly, and she had mixed feelings as she called out softly, “Charles?” Charles responded with a smile, and

Samantha

Maverick was dumbfounded.

He felt nauseous.

drawn to Charles’ appearance, but it turned out that they had known each other for

so intimately… Maverick stifled his feelings by remaining silent and biting

he gazed at

shy away when he raised his hand

out and grabbed Gwendolyn’s arm

“What’s wrong?” Gwendolyn inquired.

with tears, his brows furrowed slightly, and a look

good… Cough! Cough! It hurts…” It was only

on his feeble expression, it doesn’t seem like he’s putting

for a moment and raised his

wrists were now swollen and had a deep red ring of blood around them

was shocking

not

expression turned

electronic handcuff? The fact that it’s tightened like that clearly shows that he did it himself! Was he putting on a pitiful act again? She remained silent as she pursed her lips tightly and fixed her

to react, and his tone was icy as he looked at

already using handcuffs? Who taught you this method of handling cases, Mr. Scott?” “Mr. Newton, both of them are suspects, so…” Matthew said hesitantly

he repeated, “I said, uncuff