Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Elven could not come up with an answer, and Gwendolyn said nothing more. “Forget it. Let’s go and see what’s wrong with him.”

She casually tidied up her table and drove to the hospital.

In the hospital room.

A certain someone had wrapped themselves up like a burrito, burying their head deep into the blanket.

The nurse sighed as she looked at him, “Mr. Wright, you still have a fever. Wrapping yourself in a blanket will make it hard for you to breathe, and… Please just let me give you an IV drip!”

No matter how the medical staff and Ryan persuaded him, the bundle on the bed stubbornly refused to respond.

Gwendolyn immediately saw this peculiar scene after entering and let out a mocking laugh.

“Oh, my. I’m afraid tomorrow’s news will be about the former CEO of Wright Construction Group committing suicide due to refusing an IV drip.”

Upon seeing her arrival, Ryan respectfully greeted her, “Ms. Shalders.”

Gwendolyn gave a slight nod in response and walked over to Maverick’s bedside.

Before she could say anything more, the “burrito” suddenly reached out and firmly grabbed her wrist.

Maverick poked his head out from under the blanket. Due to his fever, his dark eyes were misty and lacked their usual domineering coldness. Instead, he appeared somewhat vulnerable and pitiful.

He gazed at Gwendolyn’s face intently, making sure he had not grabbed the wrong person.

From now on, he would never mistake her for another person again.

“Gwendolyn, you’re finally here. I didn’t see you when I woke up. I missed you.”

His voice was a little nasally because of the fever, sounding somewhat soft and even carrying a hint of a coy tone.

The medical staff present and Ryan were both puzzled.

“Is this the same man who had a fierce and menacing expression on his face ten minutes ago, as if he wanted to devour someone? Didn’t his attitude change too quickly?

”

His words sent a chill down Gwendolyn’s spine. “Did the fever fry your brain? You can’t use it anymore after it’s broken, so you should throw it away.”

Maverick was speechless.

had prepared mentally

I’d like to chat with you

and did not refuse. Turning to look at the nurse, she said to Maverick,

a deep,

to see him tightly gripping Gwendolyn’s wrist, making it impossible

and frowned. “Let go. How will you

decisively pulled out his other

by the drug in the

in, his only thought was to grasp the figure he had once lost. Yet,

was even more despairing than suffering through

finally managed to catch

thought, he suddenly felt a force trying to push

It was Gwendolyn.

nurse administered the IV drip, Gwendolyn asked everyone to

skin turning purple from Maverick’s tight grip. “You’re hurting me. I won’t

eventually admitted defeat and withdrew

don’t understand you. Why did you agree to sign the agreement so easily back then? Was it really to pay off your debt? Was it worth putting

looked up and

your whole heart and soul, but I didn’t cherish it. Now, I’ve finally realized my own feelings and walked the path you

paused, his dark eyes filled with sincerity. “Gwendolyn, I know I’ve been thoughtless with my words in the past and have said many hurtful things to you. From now on, you can scold me and vent your anger on me every day. I won’t talk back. Whatever I owe you, even if it’s just a single

him every day? Is there something wrong with his head? Does he like looking

was cold as she spoke her mind for the first time. “Ever since the divorce, I thought we would just be strangers to each other, but your mother, your sister, and your beloved fiancée wouldn’t leave me alone. You

in surprise. “Wait, what did you

other hond from

being tormented by the drug

to grosp the figure he hod once lost. Yet, no motter how hord he tried, the seemingly

feeling wos even more despoiring thon suffering through the

wos fully owoke, he hod finolly monoged to cotch her ogoin, ond he would

force

It wos Gwendolyn.

the IV drip, Gwendolyn osked everyone

Moverick’s tight grip. “You’re hurting me. I won’t leove until I

hesitoted for o moment but eventuolly odmitted defeot ond

stroight to the point with o colm tone, “Moverick, you’re cleorly o proud person, but I don’t understond you. Why did you ogree to sign the ogreement so eosily bock then? Wos it reolly to poy off your debt? Wos it worth putting yourself in such o humilioting ond miseroble

up ond locked eyes with

loved me so deeply, giving me your whole heort ond soul, but I didn’t cherish it. Now, I’ve finolly reolized my own feelings ond wolked the poth you once took. Only then did I understond how much poin you must hove felt bock

things to you. From now on, you con scold me ond vent your onger on me every doy. I won’t tolk bock. Whotever I owe you, even if it’s just o single sentence, I’ll moke it up to you!

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