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

days later, Salinsburgh

clouds covered the sky, and rain started

temperature to drop by approximately ten JU 1/4 18:58 Sat, Jun 3 Chapter 300 Who Is Pushing The Limits Now degrees

on the streets were shivering in the chilly

the high–security prison creaked

Charles had changed out of his prison uniform and was now dressed in a neat yet lightweight white

tightly in his arms containing the few clothes

observed as Charles moved at a

gate.

that you’ve been given parole, take this opportunity to turn over a new leaf!” Charles stumbled, taking a few unsteady steps before abruptly raising his head to face the somber sky, letting the frigid raindrops

weary and weathered face gradually broke into a

over a new

my life! Suddenly, a black van emerged from the end of the road and pulled up

covering his mouth and forcefully

muffled groan as he slammed his

he caught a glimpse of

joy as he glanced up

were separated by

her exquisite and charming face, her eyes

and moved onto

we last met, and you’re still as stunning as

skipped a beat

straight to the point,

“What medicine?” Gwendolyn knitted

out a pistol, loaded it, and pressed it

you back!” She pressed the muzzle

“Calm down, Gwen.

I’ll keep my promise.

I’d provide you with the antidote

me at the moment since I just came out

Gwendolyn kept the gun pointed at him, her voice aloof as she asked, “Where’s

” Charles chuckled lightly.

“I can’t do that.

I take you there, I’ll

still ။ O 2/4

Pushing The Limits Now hoping that

remarks made Elven and

could beat that despicable man to a pulp right

looked away and kept mum

the drizzling rain outside the window, his

you have a pen?” Gwendolyn gave Elven a signal with

a pen from the pocket of his suit, found a piece of scrap paper in the car, and passed them to

and paper, Charles wrote

you using this number before tomorrow

to the

number, her cold gaze revealing no

you dare