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.

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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hold it in any longer, he rushed to the kitchen and

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take three bites of the food before spitting it out. Trying to torture me with this little

“Mr. Wright, it’s not right to waste food. As a punishment, you’re not allowed to have dinner

his stomach was empty, but he still could not

he did not feel like responding.

in Maverick’s throat. If she doesn’t allow

not to eat,

nine o’clock, and Gwendolyn

was no hope for him

she decided to cook a simple bowl of pasta for herself.

on the stove was already burned, so Gwendolyn had no choice but to take out another pot

She was apt in what she was doing.

stood quietly by the

Maverick’s mind was in a

got married three years ago and start over again, would everything become different? If I hadn’t agreed to divorce her back then,

at himself mockingly. If Gwendolyn knew what he was thinking, given her personality, she would probably say, “You wish, id ot! Do you

just a servant who signed a contract and was truly undeserving to do

already prepared a delicious bowl of spaghetti Bolognese.

of spaghetti, with

single drop was left in the

really would punish me for not getting dinner ready without any hesitation. Maverick felt quite awkward, but seeing Gwendolyn enjoying her meal, there was

out to him, “Come here. Stand in front of me

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requested with a cold expression

did not understand her meaning until the

pasta smells

her

Adam’s apple rolled slightly, yet his face

strong. After he vomited, his stomach was almost

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

understood the wicked thoughts Gwendolyn had in wanting to torment

mouth with a napkin and looked at the man standing before her, whose face was as dark

going to bed It should look exactly as it was before you started using it, and don’t even think about slacking off.” After she finished speaking, she stood up and prepared