Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 22 Never Understood Her

Gwendolyn clenched her jaw. Instead of slowing down, she floored the accelerator and picked up speed. Her eyes glimmered with a fiery resolve as if she was ready to take them on.

Both black car drivers were taken aback as she drove towards them without hesitation.

Two seconds before they were about to bump into each other, the black cars retreated in unison, allowing Gwendolyn’s Volkswagen Santana to slip away through the small gap between them.

Before she could heave a sigh of relief, the black cars immediately came after her.

Gwendolyn wanted to go around in circles to shake them off, but her Volkswagen Santana wasn’t quick enough to do so.

She bit her lip, but her heart was unusually calm.

Through the rearview mirror, she roughly estimated the number of occupants in the black cars.

There were five people in each black car including the driver.

There were ten strong, burly men in total.

I’ll be at a disadvantage if the fight continues for too long. If I use my abilities wisely, however, I may have a sixty percent chance of emerging victorious. I’ll have to confront them no matter what. I’m feeling grumpy today, so it’ll feel nice to have a good fight! F*ck it!

After making up her mind, she drove her car toward an abandoned building on the outskirts. Her face showed a steely determination as she pulled into the parking lot.

The black cars skidded to a halt behind her, and ten intimidating burly men armed with batons got down.

Gwendolyn leaned on her car casually with her arms folded.

The thugs‘ faces lit up with excitement when they saw her voluptuous figure clothed in a snug white dress.

They were convinced they had struck gold by accepting this deal.

Without fear, Gwendolyn swept her gaze over them and parted her lips to ask, “Tell me. Who sent you here?”

for what’s about to

hired them, as they obviously wouldn’t reveal their employer’s

lips curled. A cold gleam filled her eyes as she challenged,

ten thugs raised their batons and charged at

Honk, honk, honk!

a car started honking loudly.

Lamborghini Huracan drifted seamlessly and

no

Noah out of the car for his poor driving skills and deducted a month of

stepped out of the car with a cold expression after

hundred and eighty–eight centimeters stature exuded an intimidating aura, making him seem like

dropped wide open

he strode past Gwendolyn and aimed a swift kick at one thug. His kick sent the

their batons and

was here to save a damsel in distress, Gwendolyn put on her high heels and leaned back against her

that someone was

In just a few minutes, he managed to take down most of the thugs.

hands, his gaze as dark and foreboding

His legs trembled profusely as he fell to his knees and begged, “Please spare me. I’ll leave right away! I promise I won’t bother the lady anymore. Please spare me…”

over in her high heels. Grabbing the leader’s collar, she shot him a vicious glare and

We usually accept any job as long as the client is willing

spill, huh?” Gwendolyn raised her arm to

look at Maverick’s murderous glare and wailed, “Gorgeous! No, Goddess! I swear I don’t know anything! The

a kick sent him flying

the man coughed up blood

shoulder to glance at Maverick as he was the one who had delivered the kick. “Why didn’t you wait for him to

“Seriously? These thugs are unbelievably nasty. Don’t

my rage. Despite our separation, she’s still my ex–wife, and I won’t allow anyone else to lay a finger on her. That man deserves death, right? She’s a fool for

didn’t experience any pain at all. You should’ve tortured him while he was conscious. The agony will make him long for death. Kicking him was too light a

It turns out I was wrong. She isn’t kind at all, for she is