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.

“No, don’t… Ahh!” The air was filled with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was standing nearby, was deeply distressed by that and

remained calm and contented as she

oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone unexpectedly

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

a low, raspy voice, “You’ve got a

It’s dirty.

remained silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s attentive

finished eating the last orange, Nico completed

blood, Samantha’s hair clung

and pitiful; her agony was so intense

deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted

sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in

could not help but take a second

would be kind and compassionate, but

at Maverick but chose not to say

her dress, and gestured

her freedom, she hurried to Samantha’s side, bawling her

repayment for the debt

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

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

actually expect a

for their departure but then remembered the explosion that had occurred in her car the last

Lane residence and had the orange

by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing them to shake in

they completely forgot to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in front of

you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be

completely unfazed as she carried on without even

savored the glimmering sunlight along the

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

members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return to their respective

Neville

left the office half an hour

Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence, finding it

handed her a freshly brewed cup of

for many

easily, so be

accepted the coffee,

Shirley didn’t

heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her determination and felt

gently held

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

he replied with a

come, I would

the audacity to take credit for it in

her coffee cup down