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.

blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was standing nearby, was deeply distressed

remained calm and

oranges that

a handkerchief, half-crouched by her

caught Gwendolyn’s glance and explained in a low, raspy voice, “You’ve got a

It’s dirty.

contentedly

Gwendolyn finished eating the last orange, Nico completed his

in wounds and drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head, soaked

looked disheveled and pitiful; her agony was so intense that she instantly

calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain

like a bloody rag doll, but in reality, her

take a second glance

assumed he would be kind and compassionate,

pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at

dress, and

Shirley regained her freedom, she hurried to

repayment for the debt

million have been in the Lane family’s hands for

return it yourselves, or should I take matters into my own

actually expect

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

had the orange

residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid,

to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in front

for this! I’ll have you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could

the other hand, was completely unfazed as she carried on without even

savored the glimmering sunlight

been warm, she still found it refreshing, leaving

the members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return to

Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she made

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

of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane

her a freshly

Lane family for many years, and her network in

won’t let this go easily, so be prepared for what is coming for

casually accepted the coffee, her expression

be more worried if Shirley didn’t give

heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her

held his hand in place as her expression

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 then turned grave

with a deep voice,

come, I

audacity to take credit for it

her coffee cup down and