Wooing My Ex-Wife
Chapter 191
Chapter 191 The Dinner Was A Trap Gwendolyn’s expression gradually hardened as she stared at him in disbelief.
With her tone a little melancholic, she said, “You don’t trust me?” Charles chuckled.
“Silly girl, I was just joking with you.
Of course, I trust you.
But was this wine prepared by you or Maverick? I don’t trust him.
” Gwendolyn showed him her empty red wine glass in her hand.
“I’ve already had a glass.
So if the wine was tampered with, I should be the first to go down.
” Charles remained silent, gently swirling the red wine in his glass without taking a sip.
Gwendolyn was getting a bit upset.
She pouted and glanced at the full bottle of red wine next to her.
“Do you want me to do the same as you did last time? Should I finish the whole bottle of wine for you to believe me?” Charles remained silent.
In a fit of defiance, Gwendolyn reached out to grab the entire bottle of red wine on the table.
Charles stopped her.
“I believe you.
Even if this bottle contains poison, I would still drink it because you are like a beautiful poison to me and have intoxicated me for a long time.
” He smiled dotingly.
Finally, tilting his head back, he drank the glass of wine.
In the garden, Charles’ two confidants stood by the entrance, resembling a pair of statues.
Elven took the initiative to approach the two of them.
“Hey, it’s getting late.
Have you two had dinner yet? We’ve secretly grilled some barbecue in the backyard.
Do you want to come over and give it a try?” Both confidants had cold expressions as they firmly rejected the invitation.
“No need.
” Elven was very patient.
“Don’t be afraid.
Ms. Shalders has always been very friendly.
With her around, Mr. Newton won’t get angry.
Besides, it’s already dinner time.
Given the relationship between Mr. Newton and Ms. Shalders, we’ll all eventually become like family, so consider this an early opportunity to get acquainted.
” This time, both hesitated briefly before saying, “No need.
” They were stubborn.
Elven was starting to wonder how he should continue to persuade them without being too eager, as it would raise their suspicions.
two grilled pork belly skewers
tonight are
try! Ms. Shalders said she and Mr. Newton was going to drink to their
they want us to eat
of beer for
“All
ate one
could resist the
through the air
at the meat in Elven’s hand, swallowing their saliva and feeling slightly
continued enthusiastically,
Let’s go.
probably won’t leave until
will be hungry?
have a few
won’t give
two
resist the temptation
hand finally led them to
little after ten o’clock at
and Gwendolyn were chatting
flushed red, and his usually deep, azure eyes seemed
I’m truly delighted that you’ve had a change
no man is more deserving of you
are a match made in
smiled,
gazed at her
mother passed away, I was immature and didn’t step up to protect and
Central Intelligence Agency
for this for many
they reminisced,
drunk
It’s getting late.
You should head home.
called Justin over to help him
drinking in
barbeque and did not consume alcohol due to his
of driving Charles
the military vehicle had completely disappeared from Bay Villa, Elven quietly
dining room, her
and stern as she
Shalders?” Elven called out to her
snapped back
two confidants handled?”
added the
effect while they’re on
” “Great.
will also give us a chance
of red
traveled along the
rather late at
adjusted the car’s air conditioning to
Charles’ two confidants
relatively clear
suddenly, an icy cold gun was pressed against the back of
It was Charles.
isn’t the way back to
was quite loud, and since the two confidants had
looked out the window and discovered that Justin was taking them to the
the car suddenly became
About Wooing My Ex-Wife - Chapter 191
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