Wooing My Ex-Wife

Though Gwendolyn’s mouth was stuffed and the blindfold was still over her eyes, she heard the report clearly.

She let out a small sigh of relief, although her heart skipped a beat at the thought of Benedict hiding in the ward’s closet.

Silently, she hoped that the guards Cedrick had sent would soon notice the unusual situation in the ward, retrieve Benedict from the closet, and ensure his safety.

As the van drove on, Gwendolyn tapped her fingers and calmly estimated the duration of the journey.

Throughout the journey, the men did not speak, displaying exceptional discipline and cohesion.

Gwendolyn could not help feeling even more curious about their employer.

After approximately forty minutes, the van stopped. The men removed the rag in Gwendolyn’s mouth and dragged her out of the vehicle.

Gwendolyn expressed her displeasure, reprimanding them in a low voice, “Show some respect to a lady. Haven’t you been taught to be gentle and considerate?”

The men were taken aback.

These days, it seems like the hostages are becoming more arrogant than the kidnappers themselves.

“Your fate is in our hands, you know. You should be more polite.”

Gwendolyn remained fearless, her voice calm yet icy. “You’ve taken me as a hostage to leverage something from Cedrick, and he will be furious if I suffer even the slightest harm. I believe you understand the consequences better than I do. You should treat a hostage like me with care, as you would handle fragile cargo. Do you understand?”

Although she was blindfolded and bound, stripped of her freedom, her commanding presence remained intact, leaving the men in suits astonished.

The men, being subordinates unaware of their employer’s intentions, decided it was safer to comply with Gwendolyn’s instructions and handle her with care.

“Let’s go, Ms. Harris.”

With the help of two men, Gwendolyn started forward. Though she could not see the route ahead, her hands, bound behind her back, were not idle.

Before coming here, she had grabbed a handful of Benedict’s milk powder.

so, or when she turned a corner, she would slacken her

was incredibly light and prone to dispersing in the slightest breeze before reaching the ground, Gwendolyn held on to the hope that Cedrick would bring a search

crumbly texture beneath her feet. Occasionally, the

plan

call before they could even

cop he had assigned

that something was wrong,

There are clear signs of a severe altercation in the ward. Mrs. Jenson is missing, and Mr. Benedict was found placed in a closet. He was crying loudly,

a beat as his attention was immediately caught by the news of

eyes gleamed with a menacing intensity. “Review the surveillance footage immediately. Find out where she

already dispatched someone to review the hospital’s surveillance footage, and we should receive an update shortly. Furthermore, I’ve assigned two nurses to search the ladies’ room to determine if Mrs. Jenson is still

he

faith in Gwendolyn’s jiu-jitsu skills. It wouldn’t be easy for any harm to befall her. It hasn’t been very long since she

the director that I will shut down this

can’t believe someone broke into a baby’s ward to pick a fight in broad daylight. The commotion was anything but subtle, so it’s

he had assigned to protect Gwendolyn, Grand Valley Hospital had a sterling reputation for having top-notch security. The occurrence of something

to the

keep their identities concealed and

the milk powder incident

nodded and said, “Understood, Boss. I will organize reinforcements from the Federal

keys from Swain, turned away from the building’s entrance, and got into

had not been idle on his way back to the hospital. Using the hands-free Bluetooth device in

and trustworthy. After much deliberation, Cedrick decided to

the situation over the phone, Charles sensed that something was amiss. “Isn’t Gwen supposed to be taking care of Benny in the hospital? Why do you need me

one hand on the steering wheel, Cedrick drove while wearing a stern expression and did not

the unusual silence, Charles asked at once, “Did something happen to Gwen? Tell me. I’m

the truth. “Gwen is missing. We are currently reviewing the surveillance footage, but if she has left the hospital, I fear it might be

a long silence on the other end of the line. When Charles finally spoke, his voice had turned grave. “Where are you right now?” he asked with concern.