Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 12 Leaving Fairlake

In the garden, Gwendolyn was standing next to the fountain and getting some fresh air with her arms folded. If I didn’t come out for some fresh air, I might have actually suffocated from the disgusting atmosphere inside.

“Gwendolyn!” Suddenly, a piercing voice rang out from behind her.

Gwendolyn then turned around to see Sheralyn walking toward her haughtily.

“What’s up? Are you looking for more slaps? Wasn’t the one before painful enough?” Gwendolyn taunted while looking away indifferently.

Sheralyn was infuriated by those words, and she wanted nothing more than to tear Gwendolyn apart. Nevertheless, for the sake of her plan, she had to clench her fists and endure it.

out a bank card from her Louis Vuitton bag and handed it to Gwendolyn. In a sympathetic tone, she said, “There’s three hundred thousand

glanced at the bank card in Sheralyn’s hand with an odd look. Three hundred thousand? That’s peanuts! Does she seriously

within a week. I think you need the money more than I do. I remember you asking

gleaming

because she knew that back when Gwendolyn was in the Wright residence, Frida would withhold Gwendolyn’s allowance. That was why Gwendolyn could never afford branded clothing when she stayed in the Wright residence. Since she’s so poor, she’s surely going to accept my money. Once she accepts it, I’ll tell everyone my money was stolen. After that, I’m going to apprehend her before getting the police to lock her up. Upon getting her locked up, I’ll bribe the officers in the detention center and get people to beat her

barely conceal the excitement in her eyes. “Take the money. It was my mistake just now, and

what Sheralyn was up to. In response, Gwendolyn merely shook

saying: When I came in the car just now, I left my Centurion Card in

a reply: Got it!

Gwendolyn casually sat down on the platform of the

when she saw that Gwendolyn was ignoring her. “Hey! Did