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.

Shirley, who was standing nearby, was deeply distressed by

and contented as she

peeled oranges that Maverick

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

glance and explained in a low, raspy voice,

It’s dirty.

Gwendolyn remained silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s attentive

the last orange,

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

her agony was so intense

areas that inflicted intense pain without being

first sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag

could not help but take a

and compassionate, but it turned out he was

Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but

and gestured for Shirley to be

regained her freedom, she hurried to Samantha’s

is just repayment for

in the Lane family’s hands for quite some time

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

expect a response from

prepare for their departure but then remembered the

ordered the destruction of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she had a fondness

terrified by

attend to

have you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful

unfazed as she carried on without even glancing

winter drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along

it might not have been warm, she still found it refreshing,

Bell were given orders

afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to

tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half

afternoon incident at the Lane residence, finding

then handed her a freshly brewed cup of

of the Lane family for many years, and

easily, so be prepared

the coffee, her

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

words, Treyton recognized

her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand

at the Lane residence? “Treyton…” Gwendolyn paused, her gaze meeting Treyton’s as she asked, “Did Maverick go to

frowned as he replied with a deep

come, I would

audacity to take credit for it in

coffee cup