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 standing nearby, was deeply

and contented as

she reached for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared,

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

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

It’s dirty.

silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s attentive

the last orange, Nico

blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head,

was so intense that

were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas

a bloody rag doll,

but take a second glance

had assumed he would be kind and compassionate, but

this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not to say

her dress, and gestured

hurried to Samantha’s side, bawling her

warned Shirley, “This is just repayment for the debt from the

in the Lane family’s

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

expect a response from

then remembered

all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had

terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing

to Samantha, who had collapsed in front of the

I’ll have you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be heard from behind as they left the

hand, was completely unfazed

savored the

she still found it refreshing, leaving her feeling

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

still plenty of time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville

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

at

a freshly brewed cup

for many years, and her

easily, so be prepared for what is

the coffee, her

be more worried if Shirley didn’t give

words, Treyton recognized her

but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in

her gaze meeting Treyton’s as she asked, “Did Maverick go

he replied with a

he hadn’t come,

audacity to take credit for it

her coffee cup down and headed for