Wooing My Ex-Wife

Gwendolyn gave a careless wave of her hand. “It’s nothing.”

“The trade-off has been set for ten o’clock tomorrow morning, so you’ll have to be patient for a little longer. Mr. Wendell demanded thirty billion to agree to meet with Mr. Jenson in person.”

“He finally caved. At least everything I’ve gone through these past few days hasn’t been in vain. Bind me tightly tomorrow. If you don’t, I’m afraid I won’t be able to restrain myself from tearing him into a million pieces.” Her expression darkened as she spoke. How dare he harm innocent babies. Even if I were to stab his body a thousand times, I’d still think he deserved it!

Over on Broadbay Hill, the thick canopy of trees obstructed the view of the sky and blocked out any light. The air was so hot and humid that it almost felt suffocating.

Hamish’s bodyguards brought Gwendolyn to the mountain range before it was even dawn.

As they started preparing for Cedrick’s arrival, they left her, all trussed up, on a bare bed frame inside a shabby wooden cabin. Sweat mingled with dust ran down her face. Propped against the headboard, she had her eyes closed, looking drained and weary.

Meanwhile, Jasper stood silently on one side and occasionally glanced at the watch on his wrist.

It was almost time.

Two coughs sounded, some rustling, then heavy footsteps approached.

“Hahaha! Your reputation precedes you, Mr. Kron. Sure enough, now that we finally meet, I can see you’re no ordinary person indeed.”

No one walked through the door. Instead, a big, protruding belly first came into view, then a fierce-looking face wearing a sinister smile.

After Channing heard that remark, his lips twitched. He had no idea what to say in response. “I can’t compare to you, Mr. Wendell. You’re truly… just like everything I’ve heard about you. You’re known far and wide.”

In truth, the fat man before him was nothing like the intelligent Mr. Wendell in the rumors.

The man walked over and extended a hand politely. “Hamish Wendell.”

At that moment, there was a knock on the wooden door.

is it?” Channing’s guard went up

who had been sitting across from him, stood up and explained in a light tone, “Oh, I forgot to tell you that Mr. Wendell has set

expression on Channing’s face froze, and he asked solemnly, “I see you’re a man of action, Mr. Wendell. What sort of ambush

look out of the corner of his eye. I hope Mr. Jenson hears this and plans some

at the foot of the mountain and at the top. My

that they could all meet their end that day

steadily, moving

outside, followed by a deep, firm voice saying, “The thirty billion is inside the car. I’ve delivered it on the dot. The documents for my resignation from the

of the wooden cabin and

would make sense to hear the sound of insects buzzing and birds chirping while on the mountain. However, he noticed there was no other sound at all when he spoke. That could only mean that there

a greedy look in his eyes. “Did you hear that? Your husband is here. Do you think he’d like to

to touch Gwendolyn, Jasper grabbed him by his wrist and

he inadvertently caught sight of Gwendolyn with her eyes tightly shut. Her eyelashes were trembling slightly. Pushing Jasper away, he pulled her up forcefully. “Playing dead, are you? Come on.

tying Gwendolyn’s wrists together as he spoke and dragged

after being kidnapped for a few days.

weak and fragile, almost like a piece of paper pinched between Hamish’s fingers. A pang shot through

untrue, his eyes reddened. It concealed the terrifyingly cold and hard

you wanted, so return her to me now,” he

Gwendolyn’s frail figure. He seemed

Hamish replied, “Sure. I can give her to you. However, since we’ve

replied without

that?” Instantly becoming excited, Hamish flicked his right hand and tossed a dagger at Cedrick’s feet. “Rumor has it that you’re quite skilled, and nobody has ever been able to get as much as a scratch on

You can’t bring yourself to do it? As long as I see you

down, slowly picked up the dagger,

Are you afraid? I heard that you love your wife as much as your own life, but it appears that’s not the case. As it

across his face. It seemed as though he

drew it across his skin. Soon, droplets of