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 was

and contented as

for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared,

Maverick with a handkerchief, half-crouched by her side, tenderly wiping her

a low, raspy voice,

It’s dirty.

Gwendolyn remained silent, contentedly indulging in

finished eating the last orange, Nico

in wounds and drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head, soaked with

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

were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense

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

help but take a second glance at

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

at Maverick but chose

dress, and gestured for Shirley to

hurried to Samantha’s side, bawling

is just repayment for

been in

take matters into my own hands?” Shirley remained silent as she glared at Gwendolyn with

not actually expect

departure but then remembered the

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

Lane residence were terrified by

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

locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be heard from behind as they

the other hand, was completely unfazed as she carried on

winter drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight

not have been warm, she

successfully carried out, the members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return to their respective

and Neville escort Maverick back

office half an hour ahead of

aware of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the

her a freshly

family for

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

the coffee, her

more worried if Shirley didn’t give me any

heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton

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

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

as he replied with a

if he hadn’t come, I would

has the audacity to take credit for it in front

a sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee