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

and contented as

the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared,

a handkerchief, half-crouched by her

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

It’s dirty.

Gwendolyn remained silent, contentedly

finished eating the last orange, Nico completed his task

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

was so intense that she instantly

pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain without

a bloody rag doll, but in reality, her wounds

but take a second glance at

and compassionate, but it turned out he

she pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not to

her dress, and gestured for

she hurried

“This is just repayment for the

been in

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

not actually expect a

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

cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she had a fondness for its delicious

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

forgot to attend to Samantha,

rest of your life!” Shirley’s

unfazed as she

drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the

might not have been warm, she still found

of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return to their

and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she

half an hour ahead of

incident at the Lane residence,

handed her a freshly

family for

go easily, so be prepared for what

casually accepted the coffee,

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

heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized

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

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 turned grave and serious in an

as he replied with a deep voice, “He clearly had ulterior

if he hadn’t come, I

he has the audacity to take credit for it in

Gwendolyn placed her coffee