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.

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 me for two to three days.

to him and showed him the

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

teeth, “Gwendolyn hit me before dinner when I tried to speak up for Mr. Asher because I didn’t like the way she tormented him. She slapped me – and told me to know my place. I informed her

to her true–to–life story. “Did she really do

her face. She didn’t hesitate to slap me even though I’m her guest! That’s no different from disrespecting you.

all, I’m an Ospean noble, and you’re my beloved girlfriend. Gwendolyn deserves to be punished, but what punishment

“I want to destroy her foxy countenance with my own hands. Then, I’ll change her name, transport her out of Chanaea, and turn her into my personal maid. I’ll make her

was dumbfounded when he

he didn’t expect her to utter such

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? The richest woman in Chanaea serving me as a slave. If we

was easily swayed by her. “You’re so magnanimous and adorable, Honey. I would’ve killed her if I was in your shoes, yet you want

then made out

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

say.” He removed a brand–new dagger from his pocket. “It’s quite sharp, so be careful

planted a kiss on the man’s sideburn. “I love you, Paul,”

gaining permission to approach Gwendolyn alone,

shut the door and

to be still unconscious as she remained

countenance. She brushed the tip of the

the slight prickly sensation and slowly opened

awake just in