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.

Maverick collapsed onto her in utter exhaustion. The moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling

his rapid heartbeat, she found it all too realistic yet also incredibly

this is truly a dream, I never want to wake

a lovesick look in her eyes, panting slightly after

she heard the man muttering a name in

“Tasha…”

heard that, she froze on

agony, and all the

crush who had been abroad in the past few

she returned to

take my place in just a few years? Scram! Go back to the orphanage, for that’s where you belong! You’ve got no idea how much he loves me, huh? Even if he’s lying in your bed, he’ll undoubtedly call out my name! You’re only worthy

that time,

by Old Mr. Wright, the rightful Mrs. Wright! I’m myself and no one’s

could still hear Maverick calling out

messages kept replaying in her mind, proof

face. She clenched her fists, her entire body trembling from the repression of

cautious and obedient to the point of 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

was extraordinarily

the entire night, sleeping nary

morning, Maverick was awakened by the glaring sunlight from outside the

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

across his mind. Understanding dawned upon him, and his

back to him, Gwendolyn could distinctly sense the hostility