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.

“No, don’t… Ahh!” The air was filled with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was standing nearby, was deeply distressed by that and started

remained calm and contented as

that Maverick had prepared, someone unexpectedly grabbed her

a handkerchief, half-crouched by her side, tenderly wiping her

glance and explained in a low, raspy voice, “You’ve got a little blood

It’s dirty.

Gwendolyn remained silent, contentedly

orange, Nico completed his task as

drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head,

agony was so

were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted

sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll,

but take a

kind and compassionate,

Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not to say

her dress, and gestured for Shirley

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

repayment for the debt from the charity

have been in the Lane

to return it yourselves, or should I take matters into my own hands?”

did not actually expect a response from

to prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion that had occurred

she ordered the destruction of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she had a fondness

terrified by

they completely forgot to attend to

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

other hand, was completely unfazed as she carried on without

leisurely savored

not have been warm, she still found it refreshing, leaving her

Shadow Bell were given orders to silently

afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she made her way to

the office half an hour ahead of schedule to meet up

at the Lane residence, finding it both amusing and

a freshly brewed cup

for many years, and

let this go easily, so be prepared for what is

the

worried if Shirley didn’t

Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her determination and

her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place

paused, her gaze meeting Treyton’s as she asked, “Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the night of the charity

a

come, I would have rescued

audacity to take credit for

coffee