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?”

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

she promptly broke 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

his lips into a thin line,

fact, an inexplicable trace of

thought that Gwendolyn wouldn’t easily agree to a divorce. He even prepared a settlement of three million and a mansion in advance. Yet, she was the one who proposed it. On top of that,

money and family by her side, how will she survive in the future? Oh well, she’ll come and seek me out

mansion belonging to her

so that she didn’t

of the courtyard and headed upstairs right away to pack her luggage. When she

figure in the living room turned around and looked at her

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

seemingly never having expected

mansion? So, he’s allowing her to move in just like that?

repulsion flooded Gwendolyn. Nonetheless, she elegantly

the sight of her poise, Natasha’s expression froze imperceptibly. But

mistress of the Wright family. Oh, sorry, it was a slip of the tongue.” Clapping a hand over her mouth, Natasha gave an awkward chuckle

that the woman was there to assert her dominance over her, Gwendolyn wasn’t the least bit angry. The smile on her face remained

you love other people’s rejects, I’ll hand him to you. Anyhow, don’t get too hasty, or it’ll make

quickly turning chilly

we would’ve been together ages ago.