Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 1 Let Us Get a Divorce

It was night, but Gwendolyn Shalders’ sleep was fitful.

She felt as though someone was crushing her to the point that she was close to suffocating.

Worse still, the sound of deep and rapid breathing persisted right next to her ear.

On the heels of that, a sharp stabbing pain came from the most intimate part of her.

Realization dawned upon her, and her eyes popped open in horror. At once, she was greeted by a vague silhouette of a man propped above her.

“Is it… you, Maverick?”

A soft grunt then escaped the man who reeked of alcohol. Following that, he mauled her again and again without saying anything else.

Nonetheless, the familiar voice had Gwendolyn breathe a sigh of relief. As the man continued thrusting into her, the desire within her gradually grew. In the end, seductive moans inexorably tumbled out of her mouth.

Soon, the man’s motions grew increasingly forceful. Gritting her teeth, Gwendolyn endured the pain. She was lost in the blissful atmosphere, feeling as though she was walking on air.

They had been married for three years, and Maverick Wright was finally willing to bed her.

Due to the fact that she was foisted on him by his grandfather, Declan Wright, he had never spared her a glance throughout the years.

Therefore, she was over the moon that he had entered her room this time, no matter the reason.

later, with a deep groan, Maverick collapsed onto her in utter exhaustion. The moonlight outside the

rapid heartbeat, she found it all

this is truly a dream, I never want to

a lovesick look in her eyes, panting slightly after the bout of rigorous exercise. “Maverick… Maverick,

could utter the word “love,” she heard the man muttering a name

“Tasha…”

she heard that, she

in agony, and all the

crush who had been abroad in the past few

returned

she sent Gwendolyn a provocative text that read: I’m back, Gwendolyn, and there’s no longer a place for you in the Wright family! Mave and I are childhood sweethearts. Do you think you can take my place in just a few years? Scram! Go back to the orphanage, for

time, Gwendolyn

I’m the granddaughter-in-law chosen by Old Mr. Wright, the

right then, she could still

text messages kept replaying in her mind, proof of her

tears uncontrollably streamed down her face. She clenched her fists, her entire

subservience. I even quit my job and devoted everything to being a good wife to him. His mother and sister at the Wright residence have an opinion about my background, snobs in every sense of the word, thus repeatedly making life difficult for me and humiliating me. Yet, I put up with it all because I didn’t want to give him

night was extraordinarily long

the entire night,

was awakened by the glaring sunlight from

as he opened his eyes, he saw Gwendolyn sitting before the dressing

flashed across his mind. Understanding dawned

to him, Gwendolyn could distinctly