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

calm and contented

reached for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone

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

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

It’s dirty.

Gwendolyn remained silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s

last orange,

blood, Samantha’s hair clung

her agony was so intense that

maneuvers were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that

like a bloody rag

but take a

and compassionate, but it

at Maverick but chose not

her dress, and

she hurried to Samantha’s side, bawling her eyes

for the debt from the charity gala

in the Lane family’s hands for quite some time

return it yourselves, or should I take matters into my own

expect a

prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion that had

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

by Gwendolyn’s

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

over! I’ll make sure you pay for this! I’ll have you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could

unfazed

near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along

might not have been warm, she still found

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

time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort

left the office half an hour ahead of schedule to meet

aware of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence, finding it both amusing and

handed her a freshly

family for many

be prepared for what is coming for

the coffee, her

be more worried if Shirley didn’t give me any trouble,”

heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her determination and

gently held his

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

replied with a

he hadn’t come, I

take credit for it in front

sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down and headed