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

tone, “Oh, I forgot to tell you that Mr. Wendell has set up an ambush nearby

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

look out of the corner of his eye. I

Hamish. “Nothing much. I’ve set up ambushes at the foot of the mountain and at the top. My subordinates have done a very

thinking that they could all meet their

second hand ticked away 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 Federal Bureau of Investigation have also been

stood in front of the wooden cabin and surveyed his

However, he noticed there was no other sound at all when he spoke. That could only mean that there were

with a greedy look in his eyes. “Did you hear

his hand was about to touch Gwendolyn, Jasper grabbed him by his wrist and interrupted, “Mr. Wendell, we should get down to

fly into a temper when 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

wrists together as he spoke

your wife, Cedrick! Look at how filthy she has become after being kidnapped

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

said was untrue, his eyes reddened. It

know what you’re talking about. I’ve brought what you wanted, so return her to me now,” he

that was going on around him, his focus was solely on Gwendolyn’s

replied, “Sure. I can give her to you. However, since we’ve had the chance to meet today, let’s have some

Cedrick replied

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. However, I think it’s possible if you do

broke into maniacal laughter. “What’s wrong? You can’t bring yourself to do it? As

up the dagger, and unsheathed it. The blade

appears that’s not the case. As it turns out, you don’t think her life is as important as yours.” Hamish looked disdainful. He

dagger, determination etched across his face. It seemed as though he was wondering where to

it across his skin. Soon, droplets of blood began to fall onto the dry leaves on