Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Upon emerging from the smoking room, Noah overheard a group of nurses complaining.

“What’s wrong with Ms. Mossey? Why is she throwing a tantrum when she’s supposed to be recuperating? It’s going to be a long day.”

Noah stopped the nurse and asked, “Ms. Mossey? Who were you just talking about?”

“How many Ms. Mosseys can afford to stay in the VIP ward?”

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The nurse shoved his hand aside before running off, leaving Noah with a bitter taste in his mouth.

It had been almost eight years since he started working for Maverick right after the latter joined Wright Construction Group. He had no family or friends, and it was Maverick who gave him a job.

As for Natasha, she was the first person to ever smile at him and was also the very first friend he made.

Consequently, he saw Maverick as family, whereas Natasha was someone even dearer than that whom. he felt the urge to protect.

It was true that he liked Natasha romantically, but he hid those feelings deep in his heart. Instead, he secretly hoped that she would find happiness.

Unfortunately, he was filled with indignance when he saw her having a tough time, which was made worse by Maverick’s pursuit of Gwendolyn and his neglect of Natasha while she was both sick and in danger.

Holding that thought, Noah clenched his fists as the resolve within him gradually strengthened.

Meanwhile, Gwendolyn received a call after emerging from the hospital.

News of Natasha being wheeled into the emergency room again brought her a sense of elation.

Now that Natasha had been taught a lesson, Gwendolyn decided to head to the training facility where there was work waiting to be done.

As her Volkswagen Santana had been wrecked the night before and she had no time to get a new car, she ended up taking a taxi.

Upon her arrival, the staff greeted her cordially, while the person in charge reported to her about the equipment and processes that were being improved upon.

After circling around the facility, Gwendolyn was satisfied with what she saw. The rehearsals for the show should be able to start soon, and then it’s time for broadcast.

While she was making the rounds, one of the young female staff was elated to catch a glimpse of her. Without any hesitation, she rushed up to Gwendolyn to ask for an autograph.

So, are you going to participate

smile as she was surprised to meet a fan at the training facility. Unfortunately,

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sorry, but I’m not a celebrity and have no intention of being one.

fan before leaving together with the person

her face gradually faded away, she looked down at the notebook that now contained Gwendolyn’s fingerprint.

the brief incident, Gwendolyn went to check on the trainees’ dorm and cafeteria. There, she asked for the trainee register that contained the

but at the last few pages, her attention was drawn to a familiar name and face-Jennifer

in the orphanage. When she was seriously sick once, Gwendolyn even begged Frida for money to pay for her friend’s

didn’t manage to gather enough funds for her medical fees and was subsequently kicked out of the orphanage. Both of

see Jennifer’s name appear on the list of

smile and offered, “Is she a friend of yours, Ms. Shalders? Do you need us to pay

to the others to give her special treatment. Besides, she wouldn’t like it

time being, Gwendolyn had no intention of reuniting

the last thing she wanted

that thought in mind, Gwendolyn closed the register without

to her

by the doctor a second time, her condition barely

slightly, she could see the faint outline of a towering figure in a suit

it was Maverick, she grabbed

Thank God you’re here. Otherwise, I don’t how I’m going to survive this,” she

her.lcars.

she held jolted

Mossey, it’s

really was, Natasha ended

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in such a state, Noah grumbled, “Gwendolyn has gone too far by sending you funeral wreaths. Don’t worry, Ms. Mossey.

the

doesn’t trust me. In fact, he isn’t even willing

suspicious of you. Moreover, he wants to reinvestigate what happened thirty years ago…”

bear to listen