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.

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

and contented

reached for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone unexpectedly grabbed her

turned her head and saw Maverick with a handkerchief, half-crouched by her side, tenderly wiping

low, raspy voice, “You’ve got a little

It’s dirty.

Gwendolyn remained silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s

orange,

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

pitiful; her agony was so intense that she instantly lost

deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted

rag doll, but in reality, her

take

and compassionate, but

pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at

up, smoothed her dress, and gestured

Shirley regained her freedom, she hurried to

Shirley, “This is just repayment for

been in the Lane family’s hands for quite some

or should I take matters into

actually expect a response

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

of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away,

residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s

to attend to Samantha, who had

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

winter drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight

she still found it

of Shadow Bell were given

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

Gwendolyn left the office half an hour ahead of schedule to meet up

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

handed her a freshly brewed cup

in charge of the Lane family for many years, and her network in

go easily, so be prepared for what

casually accepted the coffee, her

didn’t give me

Treyton

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

settled your scores 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

he replied with a deep voice, “He clearly had

he hadn’t come, I

the audacity to take credit for it

coffee cup down and headed for the