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.

filled with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who

and contented

the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone

and saw Maverick with a handkerchief, half-crouched by her

and explained in a low,

It’s dirty.

silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s

last orange, Nico completed his task

Samantha’s hair clung to her head, soaked

and pitiful; her agony was so intense that she instantly lost

pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain without being

like a bloody rag doll, but in reality, her wounds were

take a

kind and compassionate, but it turned out

subtly glanced at

her dress, and gestured for Shirley to

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

just repayment for the debt

have been in

want to return it yourselves, or should I take matters into

actually expect a

their departure but then remembered the explosion that had occurred in her

cars at the Lane residence and had the orange

at the Lane residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing them to

to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in front

this! I’ll have you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and

unfazed as she carried

near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along the

she still found it refreshing,

members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return to their

Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she made her

completing her work tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an hour ahead of schedule

aware of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence, finding it both amusing and

her a freshly brewed cup

Shirley has been in charge of the Lane family for many years, and her network in Fairlake is still

be prepared for what is coming

the coffee, her expression

if Shirley didn’t

words, Treyton

Gwendolyn gently held his hand

the matter? Shouldn’t you be happy that you’ve just settled your scores at the Lane residence? “Treyton…” Gwendolyn paused, her gaze meeting Treyton’s as she asked, “Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge on

with a deep voice, “He clearly had

come,

to take credit for it in front of

her coffee