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,

and contented as she

she reached for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared,

a handkerchief, half-crouched by her side, tenderly

in a low, raspy voice, “You’ve got

It’s dirty.

silent, contentedly

last orange,

in fresh blood, Samantha’s

agony was

maneuvers were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted

first sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll,

take

kind and compassionate, but it turned out he was pretty

pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not

up, smoothed her dress, and gestured for Shirley to be

she hurried

Shirley, “This is just repayment for the debt

billion and eight hundred million have been in the Lane

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

expect a response from

commanded her people to prepare for their departure but then remembered the

a result, she ordered the destruction of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the

at the Lane residence were terrified by

to attend to Samantha, who had

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

other hand, was completely unfazed as she carried on without

leisurely savored

been warm, she still found it refreshing, leaving

successfully carried out, the members of Shadow Bell

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

office half an

at the Lane residence, finding

a freshly brewed cup

Lane family for many years, and

easily, so be prepared for

accepted the coffee, her

didn’t give me any trouble,” she

heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her determination

affectionately tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his

“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 jumped into the river to rescue me?” Treyton’s face

replied with a deep voice, “He clearly had

he hadn’t come, I would

take credit for it in front

With a sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down