Wooing My Ex-Wife

To test his theory, Charles drove in the opposite direction according to the result he obtained.

Despite having the utmost trust in the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s investigation skills and Cedrick’s discoveries, Charles wanted to test the reliability of Dark Netz’s information.

Moreover, the person who sold him the information provided detailed insight into Gwendolyn’s situation, compelling Charles to seriously consider its validity.

He yearned for a chance to be with her, if only once.

On the road, Charles couldn’t shake the thought of Gwendolyn’s smile. Despite the risks, he was determined to give it a try, even if it meant jeopardizing his own safety on this journey.

Charles’ heart raced, and he felt inexplicably nervous.

At the height of his sensitivity, his phone rang.

It was a call from Whitney.

After Gwendolyn’s disappearance, Charles had not returned to the Newton residence for many days.

Despite Whitney’s efforts to reach out through texts and calls, Charles never responded to any of them.

After the phone call ended, Charles’ scattered thoughts settled, and his determination to find Gwendolyn only intensified.

However, he received a call from Jasmine immediately after.

He chose not to answer the call either. Once the phone stopped ringing, the Bluetooth system in his car automatically played the voicemail.

Jasmine’s voice played through the voicemail, scolding, “Charles, where have you been? You just got married, but you left your wife alone at home and won’t return. No husband should behave like you.”

Her criticisms annoyed Charles slightly.

As Charles was about to reject the call, Jasmine continued, “Whitney is ill. She had stomach flu and was in loads of pain. Lucas and I sent her to the hospital for emergency treatment. She hasn’t been discharged yet and is still receiving an IV drip. Are you not going to visit her, Charles?”

sick when she’s only

silently, but Jasmine’s words began

It’s fine if you don’t care about sending your sick wife to the hospital, but you’ve been away for days and won’t reply to messages.

wheel and slowly pressed the brake. The luxury car slowed down on the

Undeniably, he hesitated.

that Cedrick had already found Gwendolyn and apprehended the culprit in Quawak. Perhaps his trip would be in vain, and the person who sold him the information could have deceived him with

couldn’t ignore the chance that the information might be true. It presented a perfect opportunity

possess her as his own. The possibility, no matter how

the side of the road, giving himself a moment of

of continuing forward and silently finding Gwendolyn. Even if it ended in failure, he believed it would provide closure to the decade

had toward his arranged marriage with Whitney. Her illness made it all the more

the red sky reflected off Charles’ conflicted

Time was running out.

steering wheel firmly, then loosened his grip before

made a resolute decision. He slammed on the accelerator, his gaze filled with determination and

Federal Bureau of Investigation’s team wasted no time. They immediately launched a large-scale search operation in the area, meticulously conducting a census and registering

refused to remain idle and decided to search for the old fisherman

at the man’s residence, he was taken aback by the change in the

man’s hunched back and limping gait remaining the same, his appearance and aura had

elderly man from behind, grabbing his collar discreetly. With warmth and politeness, he inquired, “Sir, how many years have you been fishing

man tensed up when he heard

chuckled. “What are you afraid

“N-Nothing. I…”

finish explaining, Cedrick forcefully tugged

thud. He let out a pained howl,

of a sudden, the man hissed again, this time from the pain of having his beard forcibly

me to believe that an elderly man like you needs a fake beard? Maybe I should check

Mr. Jenson. I was forced to do this!” the man begged,

a cold and indifferent expression, Cedrick narrowed his eyes and

“Joe? Who’s that? I really don’t know

Cedrick kicked the