Wooing My Ex-Wife

More than ten minutes later, the black vans stopped at an old, abandoned factory on the outskirts.

A bodyguard carried Gwendolyn to a tattered, dusty room in the factory and laid her on the dirty ground.

Just as the bodyguard was about to leave, he caught a peculiar sight at the corner of his eye. He noticed Gwendolyn’s head lying on the dirt move a little.

Hence, he turned his head back and scrutinized her but spotted nothing suspicious. Hmm, I guess my eyes were playing tricks on me.

He then left the room, locked the door, and stationed four bodyguards at the entrance.

Concurrently, Annie was speaking with Paul in front of the old factory.

With a grim expression, Paul admonished her in a faint voice because he didn’t have the heart to berate her too harshly. “Why did you insist on kidnapping her? Don’t tell me you’re thinking of killing her. You’re aware she’s the richest woman in Chanaea, right? Her status is extraordinary. Not to mention her husband is Cedrick Jenson, and we’re still in Chanaea territory. If anything happens, I’ll be able to flee unscathed, but I may not be able to protect you.”

In reality, he opposed the plan to kidnap Gwendolyn. However, he couldn’t say much over the phone to stop his girlfriend, so he had no choice but to go along with her plan first.

Though he was reprimanding her, his tone was gentle.

However, Annie acted as though she was frightened by his reproach and began tearing up, looking piteous and aggrieved.

“Oh, Honey. Why are you crying? I didn’t mean to scold you. I’m just worried about your safety,” comforted Paul.

Her tear–filled eyes immediately threw him off balance and made him lose composure.

Without delay, he pulled his girlfriend into his embrace and consoled her tenderly.

Annie explained, “You’ve no idea how Gwendolyn bullied me for the past few days. I came all the way to Chanaea to meet her because she stole my business. Yet, she deliberately ignored

injured cheek to him and showed him the red handprint on

but once he took a closer look at her cheek, he spotted it. “Does it hurt, Honey? Was she the one who

didn’t like the way she tormented

as he listened to her true–to–life story. “Did she

face. She didn’t hesitate to slap me even though I’m her

I won’t stand by and do nothing! After all, I’m an Ospean noble, and you’re my beloved girlfriend. Gwendolyn deserves to be punished, but

own hands. Then, I’ll change her name, transport her out of Chanaea, and turn her into my personal maid. I’ll make her perform the lowliest tasks and kneel before me, begging for

dumbfounded when he

cute, innocent, and naïve woman. Hence, he didn’t expect her to utter such vile, malicious words.

sharp look in her eyes and leaned into his embrace. “I don’t want to kill her. It’s more interesting to turn her into my slave. Don’t you think it’s exciting?

killed

out affectionately under

kiss, however, Annie stopped him. “It’s getting very late, Honey. We should wrap things

dagger from his pocket. “It’s quite sharp,

accepting the knife, Annie planted a kiss on the man’s sideburn. “I love you, Paul,” she said

approach Gwendolyn alone, she stepped into the tattered

bodyguards shut the door and

to be still unconscious as she remained unmoved

pressed the dagger close to the former’s countenance. She brushed the tip of the blade on Gwendolyn’s fair, smooth skin, seemingly not in a hurry to

woken up by the slight prickly sensation and slowly opened her eyes, meeting Annie’s

you’re awake just in time, Ms. Harris,” stated