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

calm and

reached for the peeled oranges that Maverick

her head and saw Maverick with a handkerchief,

in a low, raspy voice, “You’ve got

It’s dirty.

contentedly indulging in Maverick’s attentive

eating the last orange,

in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair

was so intense that she instantly lost

deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that

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

help but take a second glance

had assumed he would be kind and compassionate, but it turned out he

she pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick

her dress, and gestured for Shirley to be

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

repayment for the debt from the charity gala

been in the Lane family’s hands for quite

want to return it yourselves, or should I take matters into my own hands?” Shirley remained silent

not actually expect

departure but then remembered the explosion that had occurred in her

result, she ordered the destruction of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she had a fondness for its delicious

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

they completely forgot to attend to Samantha, who

of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry

unfazed as she carried on without even glancing

leisurely savored the glimmering

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

members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return to

in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort

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

of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at

a freshly brewed cup of

the Lane family for many

so be prepared for what is coming

the coffee, her expression

if Shirley didn’t give me any trouble,” she

words, Treyton recognized

but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in

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

frowned as he replied with a deep voice, “He clearly

he hadn’t come, I would

now he has the audacity to take credit for it in

a sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down and