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

remained calm and

reached for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared,

a handkerchief, half-crouched by her side, tenderly

caught Gwendolyn’s glance and explained in a low, raspy voice, “You’ve

It’s dirty.

contentedly indulging

eating the last orange, Nico completed his task

and drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her

her agony was so intense that she

maneuvers were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain without being

a bloody rag doll, but in reality, her

could not help but take

had assumed he would be kind and compassionate, but

pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not to say

up, smoothed her dress, and gestured for Shirley

Shirley regained her freedom, she hurried to

warned Shirley, “This is just repayment for the debt from the

have been in the Lane family’s hands

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

not actually expect a

departure but then remembered the explosion that

the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange

were terrified by Gwendolyn’s

to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in front of

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

was completely unfazed as she carried on without even

drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering

it might not have been warm, she still found

of Shadow Bell were given

and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she made her way to

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

of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence, finding

her a

for many years, and her

be prepared for what is

casually accepted the coffee,

worried if Shirley didn’t

Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized

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

paused before saying, “What’s the matter? 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

replied with a

if he hadn’t come, I would have rescued

the audacity to take credit for it

With a sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down and headed for