Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

It was a female voice.

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“Shut up if you don’t want to die.” A brutal man with a scar on his face pressed a dagger against a girl’s cheek while another man stepped on her chest and laughed wickedly.

The girl was so scared that she could only nod in cooperation.

Seeing her behave herself, the two men grew even smigger. “Sweetie, it has been a while since we have had a taste of a woman. We’ll let you go as long as you serve us well.”

The girl started bawling upon hearing that

The two men smiled evilly and began to lay their hands on her.

One of them began to undo the buttons of the girl’s shirt. Suddenly, the man felt a heavy blow on the back of his head, which then started bleeding profusely. Wailing, he quickly covered it before collapsing onto the floor.

It gave the scarred-faced man a scare. He turned around and saw a woman behind them.

Gwendolyn was clad in white professional attire with a high heel in her hand, radiating a powerful

aura.

When the scarred-faced man saw her, his eyes immediately lit up. “What a fierce little beauty! I like it.”

Gwendolyn, playing with the high heel in her hand, sneered, “Shut up. One like you are not worthy to say that.”

Her words infuriated the scarred-faced man. After cursing at Gwendolyn, he raised his dagger and dashed toward her.

However, Gwendolyn overpowered him with a few blows, and he couldn’t clamber to his feet after that.

The girl trembled as she curled into herself, her eyes lilled with terror.

Her cheeks were slightly red, as if she had just drunk alcohol.

Seeing her like that caused Gwendolyn’s heart to wrench. Something immediately flashed across her

mind.

She shook her head, and the strange feeling she had earlier disappeared completely. Was that a hallucination? Ugh… Perhaps I’m too tired today.

Gwendolyn didn’t give it much thought and looked at the teenage girl, who appeared around eighteen or nineteen years old. “You’re safe to go home now.”

around and leave,

over and met the girl’s expectant eyes. “Miss, I was having some alcohol with my friends

home?”

hesitation in Gwendolyn’s eyes, she continued, “I’m Stella. Help me, please. I’m begging

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you.”

noticed it was already half past nine at night. It’s already late. This training facility is

Where do

house number 308.”

Gwendolyn, seemingly feeling more at case by clutching the

the car did she loosen

seemed exhausted and soon drifted off to sleep while leaning against the car

through the rearview mirror from time to time. She continued to drive the car silently when she

twenty minutes later, Gwendolyn noticed her phone was running out of battery and called Stella a few times to ask for more details about the address. However, Stella did not respond and remained slumbering in

the atmosphere inside the

of sniffs and

her face is flushed, there’s no stench of alcohol on her body. Furthermore, the training facility is located in a remote subarb with no bars… That means she’s lying, and our encounter

a strong gust of wind approaching.

instinctively clutched the hand that was swinging

syringe was a hair’s breadth away from piercing

did you find out?” Stella didn’t expect Gwendolyn to be so quick-witted. As a vicious glint flashed in her eyes, she stopped pretending and tried to stab the needle

both hands.

at a constant

instant, it flipped over and rammed into the guardrail before rolling onto the

a minor scratch on her

been sacrificed for the greater good already. She clicked her

no sign of Stella coming out from the wrecked car, Gwendolyn went forward to open the car door. Shortly after, she carried out Stella, who had been injured and fainted, and put her onto

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time, Stella finally regained consciousness.

“Why did you save me? I harmed you. You should have

cold glare. Instead of answering, she