Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 108 I Am Your Master

So, are these all the things she has done in the past three years? Maverick was left speechless instantly

He knew that Frida was rather mean towards Gwendolyn. Could it be that Frida had deliberately dismissed the villa’s housekeepers in the past and left all the household chores to Gwendolyn alone?

At that time, every time Maverick came home from work, he could see that the house was clean and tidy, with steaming hot meals prepared, but he never paid attention to the details.

Due to his repulsion of Declan’s insistence on him marrying Gwendolyn, he would always choose to ignore her presence subconsciously. Moreover, he would even make a few sarcastic remarks at her whenever he was in a bad mood…

Gwendolyn noticed that Maverick was in a daze, so she waved her hand in front of his eyes before she continued, “However, you should be mentally prepared for it. With one year offsetting to three, the tasks you’ll need to accomplish will also double.”

Maverick shook his head and let out a cold laugh. She is adamant to give it all back to me.

Gwendolyn walked ahead, not noticing the man’s expression. Then, she remembered something and said, “Oh, that’s right. I forgot to buy a washing machine, so you have to hand wash and put up the laundry from now on. Some clothes were made from different materials and needed to be washed separately, so don’t mix them up.”

Maverick stared at her back and mercilessly exposed her lousy excuse. “Are you the type to do something like that? I remember when the property was transferred to you, a woman named Joanne was running around and replacing all the furniture and appliances in the entire house.”

After being exposed, Gwendolyn turned around and gave Maverick a cold stare, not intending to cover her lies up.

Maverick was right. Gwendolyn had intentionally donated the washing machine to the orphanage.

The children in the orphanage needed the washing machine more than Maverick.

The two of them entered the hall side by side in silence.

Gwendolyn fumbled slightly along the wall and instantly turned on the light. This was an action guided by her muscle memory.

The living room was brightly lit. The house maintained its original structure, but the furniture and the matching style were no longer in the black-and-white tones like the past.

Gwendolyn headed straight for the kitchen with Maverick quietly following behind her.

Upon entering the kitchen, she took a thick book out from the cabinet and handed it to Maverick.

“Here’s a cookbook. From now on, you must prepare each meal according to the recipes in this book. Each meal should consist of one meat dish, one vegetable dish, and one soup. You must make different dishes every day with no repetition.”

Maverick took the book and roughly flipped through two pages.

Seeing that he did not object, Gwendolyn glanced at the time. It was already half past eight, and she had not eaten dinner yet.

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tonight with your cooking. Let me know when it’s ready. As for the room for your sleeping arrangements, you can choose any room on the second floor but not the third floor.”

to her study. There was still a pile of documents from the office to be read, so

out the breath he had been holding. The pain was so intense that he arched

shirt had long since dried up. The shirt was stuck to the wound and couldn’t

water, he applied a warm towel to compress it for

Gwendolyn, he quickly took

it was almost dry. Nevertheless, due to the injection today, he had become too tired just after

dry enough. water droplets on the floor and then wore his original dark-colored suit jacket over it. If one did not

doing all of these, he felt as if he had used up all his energy and was too

was indeed

started cooking dinner, and half an hour had already been wasted. Maverick had no

of fresh vegetables and meats in their

clear that everything that happened today had been planned by Gwendolyn in advance. Maverick’s gaze

sat in front of the computer with

until the third season,

her injury. She quickly got into the groove and consistently ranked within the top fifteen. If everything went well, she should be able to make

be moving

watching the talent show, she called Hannah

a big fuss, even cursing at you. I locked them back in the

“No problem. Since they’ve become housekeepers, restrain them by

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Borus

to take note of: Make sure to discipline the male housekeepers

Ms. Shalders. Please be rest assured, I will

open, and Gwendolyn suddenly caught a whiff of a burned smell

downstairs, only to find

the smoke while coughing

what you have done.

entered the kitchen. She turned off the stove and switched on

a while, the suffocating smell finally

object in the

honestly answered, “Pork ribs,”

glance. Oh, my. This is such an eyesore! novelxo.com

on this? It’s burned too! Not even a cookbook can save you from cooking

an hour and a half, but I thought that was too slow. So, I figured that using higher