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.

it?” Channing’s guard

to tell you that Mr. Wendell has set up an ambush nearby to prevent anything from interrupting the trade-off. That’s just someone here to report to me on the

solemnly, “I see you’re

the corner of his eye. I hope Mr.

much. I’ve set up ambushes at the foot of the mountain and at the top. My

quietly, thinking that they could all meet their end that day if they were

hand ticked away steadily, moving to point toward the top of

it on the

stood in front of the wooden cabin and

of insects buzzing and birds chirping while on the mountain. However, he noticed there was

plump hands toward Gwendolyn with a greedy look in his eyes. “Did you hear that? Your

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

Her eyelashes were trembling slightly. Pushing Jasper away, he

tying Gwendolyn’s wrists together as he spoke and dragged her out of

being kidnapped

paper pinched between Hamish’s fingers.

he knew what Hamish said was untrue, his eyes reddened. It concealed the terrifyingly

wanted, so return her to me now,” he uttered, practically squeezing the words

solely on Gwendolyn’s frail figure. He

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

Cedrick replied without

“Rumor has it that you’re quite skilled, and nobody has ever been able to get as much as a

bring yourself to do it? As long as I see you bleed, I’ll let your wife walk

the dagger, and unsheathed it. The blade glittered

I heard that you love your wife as much as your own life, but it appears that’s not the case. As it turns out, you don’t think her life is as important as yours.”

at the sharp dagger, determination etched across his face. It seemed

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