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.

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

Salinsburgh transitioned

covered the sky, and rain

accompanied by a light drizzle, caused the temperature to drop by approximately ten JU 1/4

streets were shivering in the

heavy iron gate of the high–security prison creaked open, releasing

of his prison uniform and was now dressed in a

a black bag tightly in his arms containing the few clothes he possessed during his time in

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

gate.

a new leaf!” Charles stumbled, taking a few unsteady steps

weary and weathered face gradually broke into a faint

a new leaf?

black van emerged from the end of the road and

and Quinton got down, covering his mouth and

a muffled groan as he slammed his

lowered his head, he caught a glimpse of a pair of delicate high

filled with joy as he glanced up and saw

were separated by a

her eyes emitted a

his knee and moved onto

a month since we last met, and you’re still as stunning as ever,

beat

straight to the point, unwilling

knitted her brows, exuding

out a pistol, loaded it,

can send you back!” She pressed the muzzle

“Calm down, Gwen.

I’ll keep my promise.

that if you bailed me out, I’d provide you with the antidote to help

I don’t have it with me at the moment since I just came out of

kept the gun pointed at him, her voice

” Charles chuckled lightly.

“I can’t do that.

I’ll be

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Who Is Pushing The Limits Now hoping that

His remarks made Elven and

that despicable man to a

kept mum for

want?” Charles glanced at the drizzling rain outside the window,

gave

from the pocket of his suit, found a piece of scrap paper in the car, and

taking the pen and paper, Charles wrote down a

you using this number before

the designated location to

scrutinized the number, her cold gaze revealing no

dare play