Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 115 Are You Going To Kneel

Maverick’s expression remained calm and composed as he said indifferently. “I prefer not to talk while I’m attending to my personal needs.”

Elven and Quinton were taken aback by this statement.

Could he be… It was only fifteen minutes. Did he take the time to jerk off while using the restroom? Isn’t the time a bit too short for a man?

Their gazes instinctively shifted downward from Maverick’s face.

Seeing their astonished expressions, Maverick’s face grew increasingly stern. F*ck, that was what he meant. when he said he wanted to use the bathroom.

But since he had been misunderstood anyway, Maverick saw no point in trying to explain himself. Instead, he simply walked to the sink and began to wash his hands with his usual graceful demeanor.

The two bodyguards watched him washing his hands.

Well, every man understands what this gesture means. Why should men make things difficult for each other?

Elven and Quinton were completely convinced by his nonsense.

After leaving the Wright residence, they escorted Maverick back to the car and drove him back to Bay Villa.

Upon arriving at the villa, Elven and Quinton informed Maverick before they discreetly positioned themselves in the shadows again. “Mr. Wright, we have approximately four hours before Ms. Shalders returns. Despite your absence earlier today, there are still household chores that need to be completed. before she comes home.”

“I know.” Maverick maintained his stoic demeanor as he spoke and pushed the door open, stepping into the villa.

Gwendolyn finally got off work an hour later than usual.

Wright Construction Group had been facing significant challenges as a result of Frida and Samantha’s extravagant spending. The company was grappling with numerous unresolved issues, and its stock market performance had declined significantly.

Gwendolyn had to put in extra effort in order to restore Wright Construction Group to its former glory within a short timeframe so that she could settle the score with Lane Group as soon as possible.

Upon returning to Bay Villa, she didn’t rush inside. Instead, she summoned Elven and Quinton who were hiding in the shadows.

“Ms. Shalders,” the two of them respectfully greeted, before starting their report. “Mr. Wright didn’t display any unusual behavior today.”

Gwendolyn didn’t believe it. “Is he really that well-behaved? Are you sure you never let him out of your sight?”

Both of them said in unison. “Yes.”

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“Tell me everything he said to Frida and Sheralyn today, without leaving out a single word”

glances and began to

expression remained composed. “All right.

made her way through the front yard garden to the

room was brightly lit, and there was a

find Gwendolyn entering the living room. Without a word, he swiftly retrieved

her feet.

“Welcome home.”

icy cold as if she owed him three million dollars, he had completed all his assigned tasks. After a long day of work, Gwendolyn was too tired and couldn’t be bothered to

at him.

turned her head and walked upstairs.

ready. Let’s eat before you go upstairs.”

mockery and ridicule when she had diligently waited for him to return home for dinner last time. Instantly, her

ahead and eat, I’ve

leave again. Maverick stepped forward, a peculiar expression adorning

earlier that day, a slight frown appeared on Maverick’s face. “It was Sherman, wasn’t it? After

Gwendolyn frowned.

look like a wife who is suspicious of her husband

You’re just my housekeeper now, so you have no right to question who I dine with.”

walked past him and went

disappear into the stairwell, Maverick’s demeanor underwent a drastic shift. An intense and sinister aura emanated from him, filling the

the test tonight, Maverick’s gaze shifted toward the fruit knife nestled within the fruit basket on the coffee table. His expression became

in the morning.

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enveloped in deep slumber, as this was the time when people were in their deepes

delicate patterns

in the next moment, the man’s eyes snapped open with full alertness. There was no trace of sleepiness in his deep, dark

floor and retrieved the fruit krite from the basket. After that, he

had a

this unsettling sensation that something was watching her from the

is it so similar to the night before the

an alarming gust of wind suddenly brushed past her

and tightly gripped the blade. The sharp blade cut through her palm, and the crimson droplets cascaded down her

she swung her uninjured

“Um…”

slap landed squarely on the man’s face. He let out a muffled grunt and fell to the ground, his grip

In the entire villa, aside from Maverick, no one else would

the fruit knife aside and quickly turned

expected, it was Maverick.