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?”

fall sick when she’s only been at

silently, but Jasmine’s words began to make him

your absence. 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. What could possibly be more important

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

Undeniably, he hesitated.

had already found Gwendolyn and apprehended the culprit in Quawak. Perhaps his trip would be in vain, and the person who sold him the

It presented

ignore the chance to rescue Gwendolyn and possess her as his own.

by his dilemma, Charles found it hard to breathe. He pulled over to the side of the road, giving himself a moment of respite, and

the possibility of continuing forward and silently finding Gwendolyn. Even if it ended in

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

dusk approached, the red sky reflected off Charles’ conflicted blue

Time was running out.

clenched the steering wheel firmly, then loosened his grip before tightening them again, the repetitive motion mirroring

took a deep breath and made a resolute decision.

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

search for

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

back and limping gait remaining the same, his appearance and aura

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

man tensed up when he

chuckled. “What are you afraid

“N-Nothing. I…”

man to finish explaining, Cedrick forcefully tugged his collar backward and threw him onto the

ground with a thud. He let

hissed again, this time from the pain

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

to do this!” the man begged,

indifferent expression, Cedrick narrowed

appeared stunned. “Joe? Who’s that? I really don’t know

a murderous aura, Cedrick kicked the man’s stomach with