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.

Shirley, who was standing nearby, was deeply distressed by that and

and contented as

for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone

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

in a low, raspy voice, “You’ve got

It’s dirty.

contentedly indulging

orange, Nico completed his task as

in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head, soaked

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

deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain without being

sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in

not help but take a second glance at

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

glanced at

dress, and gestured for

freedom, she hurried

is just repayment for the debt

and eight hundred million have been in the Lane family’s hands for quite

I take matters into my own hands?” Shirley remained silent as she

actually expect

prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion that had occurred in her car the

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

were terrified by

to attend to Samantha, who had

locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s

hand, was completely unfazed as she carried on

winter drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored

have been warm, she still found it refreshing, leaving her feeling

carried out, the members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently

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

half an hour ahead of schedule to meet

at the Lane residence, finding it both amusing and

her a

the Lane family for many years, and her network

let this go easily, so be prepared for what is coming

accepted the coffee,

worried if Shirley didn’t

Treyton recognized her determination

Gwendolyn gently held his

Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the night of the charity

a deep voice, “He

he hadn’t come, I would have

has the audacity to take credit for it in

her coffee cup down and headed for the