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.

filled with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was standing nearby, was deeply distressed by that and

and

for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone unexpectedly

her head and saw Maverick with a

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

It’s dirty.

contentedly indulging in Maverick’s attentive

finished eating the last orange, Nico

in wounds and drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung

pitiful; her agony was so

pinpointing areas that inflicted intense

a bloody rag doll, but in reality,

could not help but take a

kind and compassionate, but it turned out he

subtly glanced at Maverick but

smoothed her dress, and

hurried to Samantha’s side, bawling her eyes

“This is just repayment for the debt from

eight billion and eight hundred million have been in the Lane family’s

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

not actually expect

departure but then remembered

and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she had

at the Lane residence were terrified by

completely forgot to attend to Samantha, who

locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged

hand, was completely unfazed as she carried on without

drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored

it might not have been warm, she still found

members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return to

was still plenty of time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she made her way to

half

Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at

handed her a

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

won’t let this go easily, so be prepared

casually accepted the coffee,

be more worried if Shirley didn’t give me any

Treyton recognized her determination and felt

affectionately tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in

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

a deep voice, “He clearly had ulterior

hadn’t come,

take credit for it in

Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup