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.

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

remained calm and contented as she

the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone

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

low, raspy voice, “You’ve got a

It’s dirty.

Gwendolyn remained silent, contentedly

finished eating the last orange, Nico completed

and drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s

was so intense that she

calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain without

a bloody rag

could not help but take

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

she pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not

her dress, and gestured

hurried to Samantha’s side, bawling

Shirley, “This is just repayment for the debt

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

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

actually expect a

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

a result, she ordered the destruction of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in

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

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

rest of your life!” Shirley’s

completely unfazed as she carried

winter drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored

not have been warm, she still found it refreshing,

of Shadow Bell were given orders to

Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while

completing her work tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an

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

then handed her a freshly brewed cup

Lane family for many years, and

be prepared for what

the coffee, her

more worried if Shirley didn’t

Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her determination

held his hand

Treyton’s as she asked, “Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the

as he replied with a deep voice, “He

come, I would

audacity to take credit

sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down and headed