Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 190 Let Him Go Prev ChapterNext Chapter The confrontation lasted for several minutes.

Caught in the middle, Gwendolyn glanced from one man to the other.

As the 023 special drug had lost its effect on Maverick, he now looked more imposing than Charles.

His eyes gleamed with a chilling and merciless intensity.

Gwendolyn did not know what to say.

They were already eyeing each other with so much hostility in the beginning that she was not sure how the night would end.

She cleared her throat loudly, drawing their attention to her.

Gwendolyn then gestured for Charles to look in the direction of the dining room.

“Charles, I’ve prepared all this food, and I’ve been waiting for you.

I’ve also prepared two bottles of red wine.

It’s been a long time since we’ve had a drink together.

Let’s all drink and be merry tonight.

” “Okay.

” Charles shifted his focus from Maverick to Gwendolyn.

He looked at her affectionately as they walked into the dining room together.

“Gwen, your culinary skills are amazing.

These dishes smell so good.

I wasn’t that hungry earlier, but now my appetite has been whetted.

” “I’m happy as long as you like them.

” Maverick stood in the stairwell, observing their interaction keenly.

Even though Gwendolyn had already told him about her plan that night, he was still caught off-guard when he saw her smiling happily at Charles and speaking to him in such a gentle manner.

He felt a pang of heartache.

When would Gwendolyn treat him the way she was treating Charles? Both of them were chatting and laughing in the dining room, oblivious to the awkward expression on Maverick’s face.

At the dining table, Gwendolyn pursed her lips and smiled.

She took the bottle of red wine that had been decanted and was about to pour some for Charles.

Charles extended his hand, making a gesture to stop her.

“Gwen, you have a servant here.

You don’t have to do this yourself.

” Gwendolyn’s expression momentarily froze, but she quickly regained her composure.

She put down the red wine and looked in the direction of the staircase.

“Maverick, come here.

” Charles’ lips curled up slightly with a satisfied look.

He was sitting in an upright position as if he had cultivated this habit over the years.

the latter to go over and serve them

he

in his voice when he said, “Gwen, there’s some dirt

help you wipe

sat in

hands in a gentle and deliberate motion toward

with her face, another pair of hands grasped Charles’

face darkened, and he uttered through gritted teeth, “Mr. Newton, mind

hands to

looked up and sneered, “I shall do whatever I

Mind your own business.

enunciated the last few words clearly and was about to shake

tightened his grip and

and piercing intensity, radiating a palpable sense of

to break free, but his efforts were in

to look

a servant

defiant servant ought to be

Gwendolyn was about to speak when

“My employer is Gwendolyn.

you think you are?” The two men

hands were entangled,

tension in

she

that there would always be an intense battle between

giving Maverick a warning

“That’s enough.

Let go.

Maverick

did not move and stood between Gwendolyn

was fixed on Charles, capturing his

took out a tissue and wiped his

with a hint

be able to enjoy our meal tonight as long as someone is

what Charles meant and

Newton is

the moment you got

I think I have been too

who your employer is?” She turned toward the outside of the villa and called out, “William, Quinton, come

and Quinton quickly walked into the living room and

appeared indifferent as she disregarded Maverick without even glancing in

him to the basement to do

release him without

and Quinton looked

face looking extremely

with

turned to look at him

you think? Charles and I are childhood friends, and I

a grudge against him, but now I’ve come to terms

Let bygones be bygones.

a

our employment

the way

you still mean anything to me?” Her harsh words cut through

hurt that it

her speak those hurtful words still

that Gwendolyn no longer had

Maverick the truth in a roundabout way?

many mistakes in the past, but aren’t you even a little moved by what I’ve done for you all this

Maverick