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

Land should

staying together. I will not leave you

movements. Then, she rushed into the crowd bare-footed, wrenching a baseball bat off one of their attackers and taking on

and check on her

which the streets were littered

were far superior fighters and steadily incapacitated their enemies. They quickly gained the upper hand in a

Bang!

the chaos, and she grunted as blood streamed

her elbow and fought back against the immense ache

reaction time, and she failed to dodge a blow to the back of

“Gwenny!”

and slumped into Cedrick’s body. She barely managed to remain upright by

her into his arms. He shot their enemies a vicious glare and threatened, “Don’t

like a predator assessing its prey

and she found herself pressing

Gwendolyn tightly in his arms to protect her from further

for snipers at the same

had lost their upper hand because of

of police sirens soon filled the

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

their baseball bats were no match for the policemen’s guns

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

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

“On it.”

dispatched a team of officers to search for a

bloodshot as 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

solemnly and promised, “Don’t worry. I will turn every stone in this

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

the accident site in

Mrs. Jenson into the ambulance, Mr. Jenson. It’s imperative to examine the extent of her injury. I will arrest your assailants and detain

and quickly carried Gwendolyn into the ambulance.

examined Gwendolyn’s gunshot wound.

deeply in Gwendolyn’s elbow, which

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

lodged so deeply that its removal required forceps. A paramedic approached Gwendolyn with an anesthesia

extended his hand and