Wooing My Ex-Wife

The truck was rapidly closing in on Cedrick and Gwendolyn’s cab, leaving them with little time to formulate a plan.

The cab doors and windows were locked, and the driver was frantically swerving the streets to avoid a collision with the truck.

Right in the nick of time, Cedrick raised his laptop and slammed it against the passenger side window. The sound of glass shattering stung their ears.

Cedrick turned around, intending to switch seats with Gwendolyn so she could jump out of the moving cab first.

She rejected his offer and urged. “We’re running out of time. Go. I’ll come right after you.”

The truck was seconds away from ramming into the cab. Cedrick promptly jumped out of the cab, rolling several times across the ground before coming to a stop on the side of the road.

He was followed closely by Gwendolyn.

Bang!

The truck crashed into the cab barely a second after Gwendolyn made her escape, filling the air with ear- splitting noise.

Inertia caused the truck to continue speeding after its collision, and it was headed straight for Gwendolyn

She nimbly jumped out of the way, and the truck was finally forced to a stop when it collided with a roadside wall.

The unfortunate cab driver did not have the guts to jump out of his car and ended up in a pool of his own blood.

Cedrick immediately checked Gwendolyn for injuries. She shook her head and said reassuringly, “Don’t worry. I’m fine.”

They stood on the roadside, ascertaining the severity of the accident and digesting their close brush with death.

Cedrick quickly dialed Neal’s number and said, “My wife and I were ambushed in a car chase on our way to the airport. I’m sending you my coordinates. Get your men here as soon as possible.”

He was about to send Neal their location coordinates after their call when the swing doors of the truck opened. A group of masked, bat-wielding men jumped out of the vehicle and walked toward the couple menacingly.

A fight soon broke out, with Cedrick and Gwendolyn going up against forty men.

The situation was rather chaotic but was nothing new for the couple.

Nonetheless, their enemies had more manpower and appropriate weapons. Cedrick and Gwendolyn would run out of energy as the fight dragged on.

Cedrick shielded Gwendolyn and whispered, “These men came for you. You can’t outlast them. You

A Foreign Land should escape first. I’ll

staying together. I will not leave you behind, Gwendolyn

off Cedrick’s grip and deftly removed her heels, which hindered her movements. Then, she rushed into the crowd bare-footed, wrenching a baseball bat off

and check on her

brawl lasted a good five minutes, after which the streets were littered

and steadily incapacitated their enemies. They quickly gained the upper hand in a few minutes.

Bang!

the chaos, and she grunted as blood streamed out

held her elbow and fought back against the immense ache

and she failed to dodge a

“Gwenny!”

barely managed to remain upright by leaning

and pulled her into his arms. He shot their enemies a vicious glare and threatened,

predator assessing its prey with

hazy, and she found herself pressing closer to Cedrick’s chest

arms to

lookout for snipers at the same time proved to be

had lost their upper hand because

blare of police sirens soon

Cedrick’s coordinates, quickly realized that something was off and immediately contacted Astoria’s police

bats were no match for the policemen’s guns and

and Cedrick. Neal, who had also traveled to the accident site, hurried over to check the

in Cedrick’s arms. Cedrick kept his gaze on her and said frostily, “There’s a sniper somewhere, eight o’clock from where I’m facing. I’d say

“On it.”

team of officers to search for a sniper

danger,in your territory, Neal. You owe me a detailed investigation. I want the perpetrators brought to justice, or I’m taking things into

worry. I will turn

Chanaea’s Federal Bureau of Investigation and his wife, who were visiting on official business. A

to the

her injury. I will arrest your assailants and detain

and quickly carried

paramedics examined Gwendolyn’s gunshot wound.

lodged deeply in Gwendolyn’s elbow, which put her

arms and never let go. He was swimming in guilt

was lodged so deeply that its removal required forceps. A paramedic approached Gwendolyn

his hand and ordered, “I’ll do it.”