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

she reached for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone

saw Maverick with a handkerchief, half-crouched

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

It’s dirty.

Gwendolyn remained silent, contentedly indulging in

the last orange, Nico completed his task as

Samantha’s hair clung to her head, soaked with

her agony was so intense that

were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas

a bloody rag

help but take a second glance

and compassionate, but it turned out he

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

stood up, smoothed her dress, and gestured for Shirley

regained her freedom, she hurried to

“This is just repayment for

have been in the Lane family’s hands for quite some time

into my own

expect

then remembered the explosion that had occurred in her car the

she ordered the destruction of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken

at the Lane residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing

to Samantha, who had collapsed in

your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be heard from behind as they

other hand, was completely unfazed as she carried on without even

Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering

it might not have been warm, she still found it refreshing, leaving her feeling

Shadow Bell were

Neville escort Maverick back

Gwendolyn left the office half an hour ahead

at the Lane residence, finding

a freshly brewed cup of

Shirley has been in charge of the Lane family for many years, and

let this go easily, so be prepared for what

the coffee, her expression

Shirley didn’t give me any

he heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her determination

hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his

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 grave

a deep

come,

take credit for it in front of

placed her coffee cup down and headed for