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.

air was filled with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was standing nearby,

remained calm and

reached for the peeled oranges that Maverick

with a handkerchief,

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

It’s dirty.

Gwendolyn remained silent, contentedly indulging

the last orange, Nico completed his task

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

and pitiful; her agony was

deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that

Samantha looked like a bloody rag

could not help but take a second

assumed he would be kind and compassionate, but it

she pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick

her dress, and gestured for

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

Shirley, “This is just repayment for the debt from the charity

have been in the Lane

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

expect a

departure but then remembered the explosion that had

at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she had a

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

to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in front of the

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

hand, was completely unfazed as she carried

winter drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along

warm, she still found

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

the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she

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

was already aware of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the

a freshly

has been in charge of the Lane family for

be

casually accepted the coffee, her expression

be more worried if Shirley didn’t

Treyton recognized her determination and

her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place

“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

with a

hadn’t come, I would have

audacity to take credit for it in

sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down