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.

screaMs. Shirley, who was standing nearby, was deeply distressed by that

calm and contented as

for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone unexpectedly grabbed her

her head and saw Maverick with a handkerchief,

Gwendolyn’s glance and explained in a low,

It’s dirty.

remained silent, contentedly

orange,

blood, Samantha’s hair clung to

looked disheveled and pitiful; her agony was so

areas that inflicted intense pain without being

first sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in reality, her wounds

but take a

compassionate, but it turned

subtly glanced at Maverick but

smoothed her dress, and

hurried to Samantha’s

is just repayment for the debt from

hundred million have been in the Lane family’s

I take matters into

actually expect a response

then remembered the explosion that had occurred in her car the last

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

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

they completely forgot to attend to Samantha,

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

unfazed as she carried

savored the glimmering

it might not have been warm, she still found

of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return to

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

the office half an hour ahead of schedule to

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

a freshly brewed

charge of the Lane family for many years,

be prepared for what is

the coffee,

Shirley didn’t give me any

words, Treyton recognized her determination

but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place as her expression turned

gaze meeting Treyton’s as she asked, “Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the night of the

a deep voice, “He clearly had ulterior

hadn’t come, I

now he has the audacity to take

her coffee cup down and