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.

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

bank card in Sheralyn’s hand with an odd look. Three hundred thousand? That’s peanuts! Does she seriously think that’s enough

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

were gleaming with excitement.

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

just now, and I’m offering you my apology. This time around, I’m sincere. I know you’re strapped for

up. Right away, she knew what Sheralyn was up to. In response, Gwendolyn merely shook her

the car just now, I left my

a reply: Got it! I’ll be there in

reply, Gwendolyn casually sat down

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