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

light tone, “Oh, I forgot to tell you that Mr. Wendell has set up an ambush nearby to prevent anything from interrupting the

asked solemnly, “I see you’re a

shot Jasper a look out of the corner of his eye. I hope Mr. Jenson hears this

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

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

away steadily, moving to point toward the

it on the dot. The documents for my resignation from the Federal Bureau of Investigation have

of the wooden cabin

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

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

that his hand was about to touch Gwendolyn, Jasper grabbed him by his wrist

fly into a temper when he inadvertently caught sight of Gwendolyn with her eyes tightly shut. Her

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

become after being kidnapped for a few days. How can she be worthy of you? Why

fragile, almost like a piece of paper pinched between Hamish’s fingers. A

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

wanted, so return

his focus was solely on Gwendolyn’s frail figure. He seemed worried she

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

Cedrick replied without

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

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

down, slowly picked up the dagger, and unsheathed it. The

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

sharp dagger, determination etched across his face.

across his skin. Soon, droplets of blood began to fall