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.

Shirley, who was standing nearby, was deeply distressed by that and

and contented as

oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone unexpectedly grabbed

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

and explained in a low, raspy

It’s dirty.

Gwendolyn remained silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s

the last orange, Nico completed

wounds and drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to

agony was so intense

calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain without being

bloody rag doll, but in

but take a second

and compassionate, but

this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not

up, smoothed her dress, and

Shirley regained her freedom, she hurried to Samantha’s side, bawling her eyes

for the debt from the charity

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

want to return it yourselves, or should I take matters into my own hands?” Shirley remained silent as she glared at Gwendolyn with

did not actually expect a response from

then remembered the explosion that had occurred in her

at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away,

housekeepers at the Lane residence were terrified by

completely forgot to attend to Samantha,

up for the rest of your life!”

was completely unfazed as

drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along

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

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

the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back

work tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an hour ahead of schedule to meet

of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence, finding

her a freshly brewed

Lane family for many years, and her

so be prepared for what is coming

accepted the coffee,

didn’t give

he heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her

Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place as her expression

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

a deep

he hadn’t come, I would

to take credit for it

sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down and headed for the