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, who was standing nearby, was deeply distressed by that

calm and

peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared,

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

low, raspy voice, “You’ve got a little

It’s dirty.

silent, contentedly indulging

the last orange, Nico completed his task

in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her

looked disheveled and pitiful; her agony was so intense that she instantly

maneuvers were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that

sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag

but take a second glance at

compassionate, but it turned out he was pretty

pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose

stood up, smoothed her dress, and gestured for Shirley

regained her freedom, she hurried to Samantha’s

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

in the Lane family’s hands for quite some

matters into my own hands?” Shirley remained silent

not actually expect

departure but then

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

by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing

they completely forgot to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in front

the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be heard

unfazed

winter drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along the

it might not have been warm, she

Shadow Bell were

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

half an hour ahead of schedule

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

then handed her a

has been in charge of the Lane family for many

go easily, so be prepared for what is coming

casually accepted the coffee,

more worried if Shirley didn’t give me

he heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her determination

affectionately tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place as her

paused, her gaze meeting Treyton’s as she asked, “Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge

he replied with a deep voice, “He clearly had ulterior

hadn’t come, I would

take credit for it in front of

a sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down and headed