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.

air was filled with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was standing nearby, was deeply distressed

remained calm and contented as she

peeled oranges that Maverick had

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

low, raspy voice, “You’ve got a little

It’s dirty.

contentedly indulging in Maverick’s attentive

Gwendolyn finished eating the last orange, Nico completed

fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung

disheveled and pitiful; her agony was so intense

pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain without

rag doll, but in reality, her wounds were

take

would be kind and compassionate,

Gwendolyn subtly glanced at

her dress, and gestured for Shirley to be

regained her freedom, she hurried

for the debt

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

matters into my

expect a response

commanded her people to prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion

the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken

at the Lane residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden

completely forgot to attend to Samantha, who had

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

completely unfazed as she carried on without even glancing

near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along

been warm, she still found it refreshing,

the members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return to their

was still plenty of time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she made her way

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

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

a freshly brewed cup of

in charge of the Lane family for many years, and her network in Fairlake is still quite

so be prepared for what

casually accepted the coffee, her expression

didn’t give

he heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her

but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in

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

replied with a deep

if he hadn’t come, I would

audacity to take credit for it in

sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down and headed