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.

Ahh!” The air was filled with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was standing nearby, was deeply distressed by that and

calm and contented

for the peeled oranges that Maverick had

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

caught Gwendolyn’s glance and explained in a low, raspy voice, “You’ve

It’s dirty.

remained silent, contentedly indulging

orange, Nico completed his

fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to

her agony was so intense that she instantly lost

calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain without

Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in

not help but take a

kind and compassionate, but it turned out he was pretty

subtly glanced at

her dress, and gestured for Shirley

freedom, she hurried

“This is just repayment for the debt from the charity

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

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

did not actually expect a response

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

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

the Lane residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing them to shake in

forgot to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in

pay for this! I’ll have you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be heard

hand, was completely unfazed as

near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along the

not have been warm, she still found

out, the members of Shadow Bell were given orders

had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to

Gwendolyn left the office half an

at

then handed her a freshly brewed

the Lane family for many years, and her network in Fairlake is still quite

be prepared for

the coffee,

if Shirley didn’t give me any trouble,” she

words, Treyton

hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place

she asked, “Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the night of

he replied with a deep voice,

hadn’t come, I

to take credit

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