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

calm and contented as she

peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared,

and saw Maverick with a

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

It’s dirty.

silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s attentive

Gwendolyn finished eating the last orange, Nico completed his task

Samantha’s hair clung to

disheveled and pitiful; her agony was

calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain

first sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll,

take a second glance

and compassionate,

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

dress, and

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

warned Shirley, “This is just repayment for

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

or should I take matters into my

expect a response from

departure but then remembered

all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in

the Lane residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing

to attend to Samantha, who

isn’t over! I’ll make sure you pay for this! I’ll have you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s

the other hand, was completely unfazed as she carried

savored the glimmering

warm, she still

members of Shadow Bell were given

plenty of time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort

office half an hour ahead of schedule

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

then handed her a freshly

for many

so be prepared for what is coming for

the coffee,

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

words, Treyton recognized her

held his

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

with a deep voice, “He

he hadn’t come, I

he has the audacity to take

coffee cup down and headed for the