Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 4 How Fast You Change Your Tune

Frida was completely staggered by Gwendolyn’s imposing aura.

Is this still my meek daughter-in-law?

“Oh, I understand now! You were merely putting on an act in the past!”

Growing increasingly incensed as she mulled over the latter’s change, Frida gritted her teeth and threatened, “I’m never going to let this incident today slide! I’ll tell Maverick about it and have him divorce you! This time, I’m going to kick you out of the family even if you beg me on your knees!”

However, Gwendolyn merely sneered with a contemptuous expression on her face.

“Ah, I forgot to tell you this earlier. Just ten minutes ago, I’d already gotten divorced from Maverick. From now on, I’ll never again take a single step into the Wright residence even if you beg me on your knees.”

Divorced? And a while ago, at that? How could that be? This bumpkin had been shamelessly clinging to the Wright family in the past, yet she has finally given up?

Eyeing her retreating back dubiously, Frida gave Maverick a call right then and there to verify that piece of news.

“Have you really gotten divorced, Maverick?”

Maverick grunted in affirmation, but a frown then marred his countenance. “Who told you when it had just been finalized a moment ago?”

it be? I bumped into Gwendolyn, and that b*tch even

into a wide grin at the thought that the couple had truly gotten divorced. She even started crowing, “This is great! You’ve finally gotten a divorce! How could a woman of unknown origins from an

into a thin line, his mood entirely different from Frida’s

of irritation and guilt swamped

mansion in advance.

the future? Oh well, she’ll come and seek me out when she’s at the end of her

to the little mansion belonging to her and Maverick that housed her bitterness and agony for the past three

memories were far too heavy, so much so that she

her luggage. When she had done so, she didn’t

figure in the living room turned around and looked at her no sooner had she

a snow-white dress, smiling innocently. “It’s been a long

startled momentarily, seemingly never having expected to see the woman

divorced, yet Maverick had already given her the key to the mansion? So, he’s allowing her to move in just like that? It seems that he really loves

flooded Gwendolyn. Nonetheless, she elegantly descended the stairs

sight of her poise, Natasha’s expression froze

but your aura is increasingly more like that of the mistress of the Wright family. Oh, sorry, it was a slip of the tongue.” Clapping a hand over

to assert her dominance over her, Gwendolyn wasn’t the least bit angry. The smile on

I’ll hand him to you. Anyhow, don’t get too hasty, or it’ll make you look

had Natasha’s smile quickly turning chilly and her expression contorting into

back then, we