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.

The air was filled with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was

calm and contented

reached for the peeled oranges that Maverick

with a handkerchief, half-crouched by

in a low, raspy voice,

It’s dirty.

Gwendolyn remained silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s

finished eating the last orange, Nico

in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her

and pitiful; her agony was so intense that she

calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain without

bloody rag doll, but

not help but take a second

and compassionate, but it turned out he was pretty

Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not

and

hurried to Samantha’s side,

“This is just repayment for the debt from the

and eight hundred million have been in

matters into my own

not actually expect a

but then remembered the explosion that had occurred in her car the last

cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she had a fondness for

were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing them to

forgot to attend to Samantha, who

up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still

on the other hand, was completely unfazed as she carried on without even

leisurely savored

it might not have been warm, she still

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

of time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville

half an

at the Lane residence, finding it both amusing

a freshly brewed

family for many years, and her network in

so be prepared for what is coming

the coffee,

didn’t give

he heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her determination

hair, but Gwendolyn gently held

at the Lane residence? “Treyton…” Gwendolyn paused, 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 serious in an

frowned as he replied with a deep

if he hadn’t come, I

audacity to take credit

coffee