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,

remained calm and contented as

she reached for the peeled oranges that Maverick had

Maverick with a handkerchief,

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

It’s dirty.

contentedly indulging

finished eating the last orange, Nico

blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head,

was so

maneuvers were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain without being

like a bloody rag doll, but in reality, her wounds were

could not help but take a second glance at

and compassionate, but it turned

at Maverick but chose

up, smoothed her dress, and gestured

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

is just repayment for the debt from the charity gala

been in

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

not actually expect a

prepare for their departure but then remembered the

had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she had a fondness for its

Lane residence were terrified by

forgot to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed

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

was completely unfazed as

Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering

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

Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return

and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she made her

tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an

of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane

a

in charge of the Lane family for many years, and her network in Fairlake is still quite

so be prepared for what is coming for

Gwendolyn casually accepted the coffee,

didn’t give

Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her determination

tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand

paused before saying, “What’s the matter? Shouldn’t you be happy that you’ve just settled your 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

frowned as he replied with a

hadn’t come, I would have rescued

has the audacity to take credit for it in front

a sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down and headed for