Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 109 No Dinner For You Tonight

If Maverick kept refusing, it would become obvious that something was fishy.

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Maverick went to the kitchen with a cold expression on his face and brought out a new set of cutleries.

Ender Gwendolyn’s intense fierce gaze, he picked up a piece of grilled vegetable and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, chewing emotionlessly for a moment before swallowing it.

The whole set of actions went smoothly, like moving clouds and flowing water.

Maverick replied, “It tastes just like regular grilled vegetables. Want to give it a try?”

Gwendolyn propped her chin with one hand and pointed at the plate of vegetables with the other. She whispered in a devilish tone, “Finish this entire plate.”

Maverick’s expression changed slightly, and then he smiled. “You said that you’re the master here, so this is made for you. How could I eat it?”

Gwendolyn did not feel like wasting time talking nonsense with him. “If you don’t eat, I’ll getthe bodyguards to help you with it.”

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“You!” Maverick’s dark eyes narrowed, and he stared at her without flinching. “Are you trying to use your power to suppress me?”

Gwendolyn did not deny it. “Exactly. When dealing with a disobedient servant, one must take firm measures. So, do you want to cat by yourself, or should I have them come in and feed you?”

Another multiple-choice question without a choice.

Maverick’s face darkened gradually under her gaze.

Maverick’s pride and hostility all these years had been ground by the woman before him four times in just a few hours this afternoon. How detestable and despicable!

However, just as Gwendolyn was staring at him, she smiled with her eyes curved, which looked innocent, like there was no such thing as using power to oppress others.

It made his anger seem overly petty.

It was impossible for him to refuse.

Maverick picked up the fork again and reached for the plate of grilled vegetables on the table. He didn’t even realize that his arm was slightly trembling.

He held his breath and stuffed a large piece of vegetable into his mouth. It was incredibly difficult to swallow down the food as his entire mouth seemed to reject the bizarre taste.

In order to teach Gwendolyn a lesson and vent his frustration, he almost added a big amount of every bottle of seasonings with inconspicuous color.

Who would have guessed that she would be so cautious, and not eat a single bite? That half-smile expression on her face seemed to tell him that she had already seen through his trick.

he tried to maintain a calm demeanor as he tasted the dish. However, as soon as he took a bite of the dish, his stomach felt

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he rushed to the kitchen

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while clapping her hands, greatly admiring Maverick’s endurance as he managed to take three bites of the food before spitting it out. Trying to torture me with this little trick?

not right to waste food. As a punishment, you’re not allowed

vomited until his stomach was empty, but he still could not help

had reached him, but he

sensation in Maverick’s throat. If she doesn’t allow me to

to eat, but Gwendolyn

was already past nine o’clock, and Gwendolyn

hope

decided to cook a simple bowl of pasta for

had no choice but to take out another pot from

pasta. She was apt in

stood quietly by the

serious and calm figure, Maverick’s mind

different? If I hadn’t agreed to divorce her back then, and we just lived a simple and ordinary life together, things might

halt, and he laughed at himself mockingly. If Gwendolyn knew what he was thinking, given her personality, she would probably

a servant who signed a contract

already prepared a delicious bowl of spaghetti

bowl of spaghetti, with

single drop

dinner ready without any hesitation. Maverick felt quite awkward, but seeing Gwendolyn enjoying her meal, there was nothing he could do there. He decided to go upstairs to the guest room on

“Come here. Stand in front

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with a cold expression

understand her meaning until the aroma

pasta smells so

enjoying her

Adam’s apple rolled slightly, yet his face remained stern, standing there like

was very strong. After he vomited, his stomach was almost completely emptied.

letting him “appreciate” how she was eating was nothing less

understood the wicked thoughts Gwendolyn had in

bowl of spaghetti Bolognese, Gwendolyn felt full. She elegantly wiped her mouth with a napkin and looked at the man standing before her, whose face was as dark

thoroughly before going to bed It should look exactly as it was before you started using it, and