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.

don’t… Ahh!” The air was filled with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley,

calm and contented as

oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone unexpectedly grabbed her

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

explained in a low, raspy voice,

It’s dirty.

contentedly indulging in Maverick’s

eating the last orange,

blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head,

her agony was so intense that she instantly

were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted

Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in

take a second glance

assumed he would be kind and compassionate, but

Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not to say

dress, and gestured

hurried to Samantha’s

“This is just repayment for the debt from the charity

million have been in the Lane family’s hands

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

did not actually expect a

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

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

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

to Samantha, who

up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be heard from behind as they left the entrance of the

was completely unfazed as she carried on

Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering

have been warm, she still found it refreshing,

carried out, the members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently

Neville escort Maverick back to the villa

her work tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an hour ahead of schedule to

afternoon incident at the Lane residence, finding

a

Shirley has been in charge of the Lane family for many

let this go easily, so be prepared for what is coming for

casually accepted the coffee,

worried if Shirley didn’t give

Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her determination

hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand

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 charity gala? Was he the one who jumped into the

as he replied with a deep voice, “He

come,

the audacity to take credit for it

her coffee cup down and headed for the