Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 300 Who Is Pushing The Limits Now +25 Bonus After some time, Gwendolyn shook her wrist, trying to alleviate the soreness that had settled in.

She had never realized that taking a bath could be so exhausting.

She was also completely soaked even though Cedrick was supposed to be the one taking a bath.

Despite her frustration, Gwendolyn swallowed it down and assisted Cedrick in getting out of the bathtub.

Once she dried the water from his body, she led him to the dry tiled floor and tossed the bathrobe at him.

“Put it on yourself!” Cedrick stood still and refused to reach out to take the robe.

The robe slipped from his face and fell to the ground.

“I can’t move my arms, and my hands are in pain,” he uttered.

I can’t dress myself! Gwendolyn glared at his feeble state and ground her teeth in frustration.

She was about to explode in rage.

Who’s pushing the limits now, huh? Confronted by Cedrick’s persistent self–pity and his attempts to push her limits, Gwendolyn gave him a stern gaze.

“You’ve got one minute to pick up your robe, put it on immediately, and fetch me a clean one.

If you dare to exceed the time limit, I’ll make sure you experience the consequences of the rules I established before.

And I might consider not feeding you medicine anymore!” Cedrick swallowed the fluid lodged in his throat.

His knees began to ache, and his hands throbbed with increased pain.

She might not want to feed me medicine anymore? No! I can’t accept that! While cleaning herself, Gwendolyn started counting down.

“You have fifty–eight seconds left!” Cedrick’s body tensed up as he swiftly retrieved the robe, and deftly secured it around himself.

He then opened the door, slipped on his slippers, and hurried to the adjacent wardrobe to fetch a clean robe for her.

“Ten, nine, eight…” Gwendolyn’s countdown echoed in the bathroom.

She sounded like an emotionless timekeeping machine.

As the countdown reached the final second, Cedrick accurately hung the robe on the bathroom rack.

Gwendolyn glanced at him and playfully remarked, “Well, it seems you do have the potential to meet my expectations.

Not bad, Ceddy!” Cedrick kept mum.

Gwendolyn saw through all of Cedrick’s little schemes.

In other words, none of his tricks worked.

Frustrated to the core, he forcefully slammed the bathroom door shut, releasing all his pent–up annoyance onto it.

gazed at the sulking man behind the closed door, sighing softly and wearing a smile tinged

later, Salinsburgh transitioned into

the sky, and

cold wind, accompanied by a light drizzle, caused the temperature to drop by approximately ten

were shivering

high–security prison creaked open, releasing a

Bonus Charles had changed out of his prison uniform

black bag tightly in his arms containing the few clothes he

as Charles moved at a sluggish pace and gently pushed him through the

gate.

Charles stumbled, taking a few unsteady steps before abruptly raising his head to face the somber

gradually broke into a faint

over a new

new beginning of my life! Suddenly, a black van emerged from the end of

mouth and forcefully pushing

a muffled groan as he slammed

lowered his head, he caught a glimpse of a pair

he glanced up and saw

were separated by

face, her eyes emitted a profound sense

his knee and

since we last

beat

revulsion and got straight to the point,

Gwendolyn knitted her brows, exuding an icy

loaded it, and pressed it

out of prison, I can send you back!” She pressed

“Calm down, Gwen.

I’ll keep my promise.

I’d provide you with the antidote to help with

with me at the moment

the gun pointed at him, her voice

” Charles chuckled lightly.

“I can’t do that.

I take you there, I’ll be revealing my

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Chapter 300 Who Is Pushing The Limits Now hoping that you’ll marry

remarks made Elven

wished they could beat that despicable man

looked away and kept mum for

drizzling rain

Gwendolyn gave Elven a signal

of his suit, found a piece

the pen and paper, Charles wrote down

you using this number before tomorrow

and come to the designated location

the number, her cold

you dare