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.

collapsed onto her in utter

his rapid heartbeat, she found it all too

dream, I never

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

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

“Tasha…”

heard that, she froze on

in agony, and all

who had been abroad in the past few years because of

returned

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 that’s where you

that time, Gwendolyn

chosen by Old Mr. Wright, the rightful

right then, she could still hear Maverick calling out Natasha’s

in her mind, proof

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

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 any trouble. Had I not lowered myself enough to gain his love? Why must he trample all over the last bits of

was extraordinarily long

up the entire night, sleeping nary a

by the glaring

massaged his temples. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Gwendolyn

his mind. Understanding dawned upon him, and his ebony eyes constricted while the temperature around him slowly

Gwendolyn could distinctly sense