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.

with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was standing nearby, was deeply distressed by that

and contented as she

she reached for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared,

Maverick with a

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

It’s dirty.

Gwendolyn remained silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s attentive

eating the last orange, Nico completed his task as

in wounds and drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head,

looked disheveled and pitiful; her agony was

pinpointing areas

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

take a second

and compassionate, but it turned out he was

this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick

smoothed her dress, and gestured

regained her freedom, she hurried to

repayment for the debt from

million have been in the Lane

or should I take matters into my own hands?”

expect a response

departure but then remembered

at the Lane residence and had the orange

residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s

forgot to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed

I’ll make sure you pay for this! I’ll have you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be heard from behind as they left the entrance

on the other hand, was completely unfazed as she carried

leisurely savored

it might not have been warm, she still

members of Shadow Bell were

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

completing her work tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an hour ahead

afternoon incident at the Lane residence,

then handed her a freshly brewed cup of

Lane family for many years, and her network in Fairlake is

so be prepared for what is

the coffee,

if Shirley didn’t

heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized

tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held

as she asked, “Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the night of the charity gala? Was he the one who jumped into the river to rescue me?” Treyton’s face then turned grave and serious in

as he replied with a deep

come,

has the audacity to take credit for it in front of

coffee cup down and headed for