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,

calm and contented

for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared,

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

glance and explained in a low, raspy

It’s dirty.

Gwendolyn remained silent, contentedly

finished eating the last orange,

fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to

pitiful; her agony was

pinpointing areas that inflicted

sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but

take a

he would be kind and compassionate, but it turned out he

subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not to say

up, smoothed her dress, and gestured for Shirley

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

Shirley, “This is just repayment for the debt

million have been in the

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

expect a response

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

of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange

the Lane residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid,

their panic, they completely forgot to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in

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

hand, was completely unfazed as she carried on without even glancing

savored the glimmering sunlight

she still found it refreshing, leaving her

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

time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa

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

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

handed her a freshly brewed cup of

Lane family for many years, and her

go easily, so be prepared for

casually accepted the coffee,

more worried if Shirley didn’t

he heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her

tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place as her expression turned

Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the night of the charity gala? Was he the one who jumped into the river to rescue

as he replied with a deep voice, “He clearly had ulterior

if he hadn’t come, I would

the audacity to take credit

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