Wooing My Ex-Wife

The humiliating memories were brought to mind.

Samantha glared at Gwendolyn while her gaze was filled with a fierce hatred that made her look murderous.

“I have no idea where they are.

And even if I did, I wouldn’t share that with you! In fact, I’m still hoping for them to kill you!” “So, you’re not telling, huh?” Despite the gentle tone of Gwendolyn’s voice, her eyes held a trace of coldness.

“Well then, it’s time for us to settle the score.

” Gwendolyn paused briefly, retracting the dagger from Samantha’s chin and shifting it slowly to her right shoulder blade.

“When my car exploded that day, a shard accidentally cut my shoulder.

Let’s start there.

” Fear filled Samantha’s eyes as her face grew pale, and she vigorously shook her head.

“No, please! It had nothing to do with me! It was your own carelessness… Ahh!” A piercing scream then echoed across the horizon.

With icy brutality, Gwendolyn raised her hand and plunged the dagger down.

Samantha shivered in agony, her body drenched in a cold sweat, while blood seeped from her shoulder, staining her white dress.

Samantha glared angrily at Gwendolyn with frustration and warned, “Just wait and see, you wicked woman! I won’t let you get away with this!” Gwendolyn commented, “You still have the energy to curse, so it seems you’re not in much pain.

” She then moved the dagger closer to Samantha’s pale arm and offered, “I’ll give you one last chance.

Where are the people backing you and Natasha?” Samantha bit her lip fiercely as Gwendolyn prepared to strike again.

Samantha then hurriedly exclaimed, “I have no clue; I swear! He never revealed his identity to me.

He only informs me when there’s a mission, and he also has Natasha with him.

I genuinely don’t know!” Gwendolyn stared at Samantha for a moment; she then put away the dagger and sat back down on the recliner.

Samantha thought that Gwendolyn had spared her.

However, she barely had a chance to relax when she saw Gwendolyn pass the knife to Nico, her voice calm yet chillingly merciless.

“I had a knife wound on my arm that day, but Elven and Ezra were slashed countless times.

Take care of this; you know what to do.

” Having received that sudden instruction, Nico paused briefly and then happily received the dagger.

“Don’t worry; I’ll take care of it.

You can count on me.

screaMs. Shirley, who was standing nearby, was

and contented as

that Maverick had prepared, someone

Maverick with a handkerchief, half-crouched by her side, tenderly

a low, raspy voice,

It’s dirty.

Gwendolyn remained silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s attentive

the last orange,

Samantha’s hair clung to her head,

her agony was so intense that

maneuvers were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted

first sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in reality, her wounds were

not help but take a second glance

and compassionate, but it turned out he was

at Maverick but chose not

up, smoothed her dress, and

her freedom, she hurried to Samantha’s side, bawling

for the

hundred million have been in the Lane family’s hands for quite some time

I take matters into my own hands?” Shirley remained

expect

then commanded her people to prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion that had

and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she had a fondness for its

the Lane residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden

completely forgot to attend to Samantha, who

the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be heard from behind as they left the entrance of the Lane

was completely unfazed as she carried on without

near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight

have been warm, she still found it refreshing,

the mission successfully carried out, the members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return

still plenty of time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back

left the office half an hour ahead of schedule to meet up with

already aware of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane

her a freshly brewed cup of

Lane family for many years, and her network in

easily, so be prepared for what

accepted the coffee, her expression

if Shirley didn’t give

words, Treyton

gently held his hand in place as her expression

her gaze meeting Treyton’s as she asked, “Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the night of the charity gala? Was he the one who jumped into the river to rescue me?” Treyton’s face then turned grave and

a deep voice, “He clearly had

if he hadn’t come, I would have rescued

now he has the audacity to take credit for it in front

coffee cup down and