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

and contented as she

oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone

turned her head and saw Maverick with a handkerchief,

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

It’s dirty.

contentedly indulging in Maverick’s attentive

finished eating the last orange, Nico completed his task

in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to

her agony was so intense

were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted

like a bloody rag doll, but

not help but take a

compassionate, but it turned out he was pretty

subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not

stood up, smoothed her dress, and

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

just repayment for the debt from the

been in the Lane

yourselves, or should I take matters into

did not actually expect a response from

then remembered the explosion that had occurred in her car

of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she

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

to attend to Samantha, who had

have you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and

unfazed as she carried

winter drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight

it might not have been warm, she still found it refreshing, leaving

the members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return to

was still plenty of time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she made her way to the

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

at the Lane residence,

then handed her a freshly brewed cup

charge of the Lane family for many years, and

this go easily, so be prepared for what is coming

casually accepted the

didn’t give me any trouble,” she

words, Treyton recognized

held his hand in place as her expression

before saying, “What’s the matter? Shouldn’t 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

with a deep voice, “He clearly had

hadn’t come, I

the audacity to take

Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down and headed for the