Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 195

Chapter 195 She Will Not Walk The Same Path Again Maverick gazed up at her, a flattering smile playing at his thin lips.

Gwendolyn cast a deep, meaningful glance at the man.

Indeed, he was due to be taught a lesson that night, and Gwendolyn’s anger simply would not subside until the man was crying and pleading for mercy.

She extended her hand toward him.

“Belt.

” Without hesitation, Maverick swiftly unfasted the metal buckle and obediently handed the belt to her.

Then, he turned around and faced away from the woman.

Gwendolyn felt a shiver course through her entire being.

She folded the belt in half, her eyes glinting with resolution and intensity.

Lifting the belt high into the air, she readied herself to strike the wounded back before her.

However, before she could swing the belt in her hand, her gaze involuntarily landed on the palm-sized burn on the man’s back.

The vividly crimson flesh and the gruesome wound provoked unease.

It was so strikingly conspicuous that it was hard to ignore.

Besides, he’d sustained the injury by shielding her.

Otherwise, it would be her face that was bearing such agony.

As Gwendolyn pondered on this, she experienced a surge of conflicting emotions.

It felt as though an unseen force held her wrist, preventing her from lowering it no matter what.

She released a silent sigh and seemed to have deflated all of a sudden, for she realized, much to her vexation, that she actually started to feel sorry for him.

This feeling made Gwendolyn very unhappy.

The three years she had spent in the Wright residence were akin to enduring a living hell, devoid of any semblance of warmth.

Following the divorce, she had observed some changes in Maverick and his growing sincerity.

It would be disingenuous if she said she remained unmoved.

Nevertheless, Gwendolyn refused to tread upon that familiar path again.

No matter how much she attempted to sever the ties between him and herself, in the end, she would be the one to wind up hurt.

At that thought, she tightened her grip on the belt, trembling as though she had made a momentous decision.

Maverick remained motionless, not uttering a single word nor furrowing his brows.

involuntary tensing of his muscles throughout his body, it seemed as if

unconsciously shifting to the center of his back, where the

turmoil, and despite everything, she couldn’t bring herself to

the man a ferocious kick on his shoulders and threw the leather belt back

and get

we’ll settle

the quilt and, with

staggered

his belt, then rose to retrieve the

been removed, he refrained from wearing the clothes

simply held them in his

on her side on the

changed her attire; how could she possibly appear as

comfortable to sleep

Gwendolyn secretly clenched her teeth

remained stationary at the foot of her bed, his gaze fixed on her the

surge of

sat up abruptly, her face inflated

pillow next to her,

out!” Maverick caught it steadily and placed it on the

another

and a gentle smile hung

within reach from the bedside table—tissue boxes, ornaments, books, and more—directly at

man caught each item

helped her place them

on his face

Gwendolyn’s eyes, it felt like a

as

on the bedside table for a while but found

looked down, she realized that she had already thrown everything away, except

her hand of guilt toward the table

plugged in, yet instead of disconnecting the power first, she forcefully attempted to yank it

raised both hands in surrender,

I’ll leave immediately.

fiercely until he closed the door and vanished from

then did she place the table lamp back

the assortment of items on the bedside table, she quietly got out of bed, retrieved her

long, the next morning

remained silent, not uttering a

Maverick said, she completely

right after finishing her

already handed Charles over to Maverick, so all she had to

first made

repeated the name of the potion that Maverick mentioned last

essentially the

searched for

it

sent the picture to

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