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

not leave you behind, Gwendolyn said

her movements. Then, she rushed into the crowd bare-footed, wrenching a baseball bat

fray and check on her from time to

the streets were littered

and steadily incapacitated their enemies. They quickly

Bang!

the air. A stray bullet struck Gwendolyn’s elbow amid the chaos, and she grunted as blood streamed out of

fought back against the immense ache that

time, and she failed to dodge a blow

“Gwenny!”

into Cedrick’s body. She barely managed

glare and threatened, “Don’t even dream

like a predator assessing its

was starting to spin. Her vision was turning hazy, and she found herself pressing closer to

wrapped Gwendolyn tightly in his arms to protect her from further shots.

fighting, and keeping a lookout for snipers at the same time proved

had lost their upper

of police sirens soon filled the

who waited and failed to receive Cedrick’s coordinates, quickly realized

baseball bats were no match for the policemen’s guns and beat a hasty

a protective barrier around Gwendolyn and Cedrick. Neal, who had also traveled to the accident

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 he’s about half a kilometer away and using a small sniper rifle. Check the area and see if

“On it.”

officers to search for

he stared at Gwendolyn’s injured elbow. He warned through gritted teeth, “My wife and I ran into danger,in your territory, Neal. You owe me a detailed investigation. I want the perpetrators brought to justice, or I’m taking things into my own hands.”

solemnly and promised, “Don’t worry. I will turn

in a foreign land was a matter of national importance to Astoria, given that the victims were the head of Chanaea’s Federal Bureau of Investigation and his wife, who were visiting on official business.

pulled up to the

Mr. Jenson. It’s imperative to examine the extent of her injury. I will arrest your assailants and detain them at the police station. You may join their interrogation sessions once Mrs. Jenson’s injuries are properly treated,”

carried

Gwendolyn’s gunshot

was lodged deeply in Gwendolyn’s elbow, which

cradled her in his arms and never let go. He was swimming

was lodged so deeply that its removal required forceps.

his hand and ordered, “I’ll do