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 her voice

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 orphanage be worthy of

thin line,

an inexplicable trace of irritation

a divorce. He even prepared a settlement of three million and a mansion in advance. Yet, she was the one

divorced without any money and family by her side, how will she survive in the future? Oh well, she’ll

taxi back to the little mansion belonging to her and Maverick that housed

heavy, so much so that she didn’t

past the garden in front of the courtyard and headed upstairs right away to pack her luggage. When she had done so, she didn’t want to tarry in the mansion for even

a beautiful figure in the living room turned around and

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

startled momentarily, seemingly never having

key to the mansion? So, he’s allowing her to

flooded Gwendolyn. Nonetheless, she elegantly descended the stairs with a

froze imperceptibly. But in the next heartbeat, she

sorry, it was a slip of the tongue.” Clapping a hand over her

the woman was there to assert her dominance over her, Gwendolyn wasn’t the

rejects, 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

other deeply. If it weren’t for you back then, we would’ve been together ages ago. You’re the third