Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Missing? Gwendolyn was puzzled.

She furrowed her brow. “How could someone who was in prison just disappear like that?”

William shook his head. “She disappeared during the half-hour activity time after dinner yesterday. It was as if she had evaporated from the face of the earth, leaving no trace behind.”

“No trace?” Gwendolyn chuckled and responded, “How could an adult just disappear into thin air? It’s impossible not to find any leads. We must investigate thoroughly! Who has visited her recently? How long did they stay? We need to examine every detail and not leave anything out!”

“Understood,” replied William.

“Hold on.” As William was about to leave, Gwendolyn called out to him. Looking very serious, she said, “Go and check all the recent records of Noah’s visits.”

“Do you suspect…” Before William could finish speaking, Gwendolyn’s gaze grew colder and colder.

I hope I’m just overthinking it.

That afternoon, the rain poured heavily.

As sunset approached, the rain not only didn’t stop, but it grew even heavier.

The heavy rain splattered against the windowpane, making it appear as if the once unblemished glass was now divided into a series of cracks.

The weather was terribly gloomy as if silently conveying something.

Gwendolyn stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing out at the rain with a blank expression while her mind raced with unknown thoughts.

William was busy the entire morning and afternoon, only returning to report to Gwendolyn as evening approached. “Ms. Shalders, I’ve thoroughly checked all the records and found that in the past month and a half, only one person has visited both Natasha and Noah separately.”

Gwendolyn’s face darkened. “Who?”

“It’s… Nico.” William handed her the documents respectfully and continued, “And not long ago, Noah disappeared from prison for an hour. It’s said that he accidentally wandered into the freezer and was locked in by the staff before they left, but…”

“But what?” Gwendolyn asked impatiently.

“When he was found, he was covered in blood and had numerous wounds. It seemed like he had been beaten with something like a horsewhip or a similar object… And apparently, Noah and Nico are both under Mr. Wright’s command,” William continued.

Gwendolyn furrowed her brows as she listened. “Why is this only being reported now?”

“It was thought to be just an accidental locking in the freezer at the time. Plus, he was only beaten up because he had a feud with one of the gang leaders in prison. Since he wasn’t actually missing, everyone thought it wasn’t a big issue.” William answered.

Where would the prison get whips like that? It’s obvious that he was taken out and then brought back! The meaning of this is self-evident, Gwendolyn thought.

She suddenly recalled the unusual behavior of Maverick when they returned to Bay Villa yesterday afternoon.

Gwendolyn couldn’t help but suspect that he was deliberately stalling her, and perhaps he was afraid that she would discover Natasha’s disappearance.

She checked the investigation form and found that Natasha had disappeared during that exact period.

The coincidence was too much to ignore.

when she returned to Bay Villa, Maverick had

was celebrating Natasha’s

facing the consequences was just a load of crap, except when it comes to protecting Natasha, huh? It’s unreasonable! The more Gwendolyn thought about it, the angrier she got, and she fiercely knocked over a stack of

the entire room was

Gwendolyn’s outburst for the first

eyes coldly.

prevent her from driving recklessly in her anger, William took

was pouring down in torrents, creating a loud and distracting noise against the car

Gwendolyn’s anger only grew worse, fueled by the unrelenting

of the car, but

her. “Ms. Shalders! Let me hold

was cooking in the kitchen when he

minutes earlier than usual today. He was delighted and washed his hands after

sight of Gwendolyn opening the door and entering the villa, with her clothes and hair drenched in rain and her slender shoulders completely

you walk in the rain? It’s getting colder these days, so be careful not to catch a cold. I’ll

a word, Gwendolyn observed Maverick

care for me, his face shows no traces of embarrassment. The

seek the opportunity to rescue Natasha. What a clever tactic! His acting is impressive! Gwendolyn suppressed

Gwendolyn’s mood was progressively deteriorating, Maverick found

of coldness. “There are too many fallen leaves outside

out the window subconsciously. “But it’s raining heavily

inside once you’re done sweeping.” Ignoring

Gwendolyn’s mood that night. Perhaps she was dealing with some

helpless smile and went to the backyard to get a broom, then started

minutes after stepping out into the

clotter, the entire room

obock os he witnessed Gwendolyn’s outburst for the first time, ond he took two steps bock

eyes coldly.

her onger, Williom took on

wos pouring down in torrents, creoting o loud ond distrocting noise ogoinst the

down relentlessly, Gwendolyn’s onger only grew worse, fueled by

obout to grob on umbrello ond help Gwendolyn out of the cor, but he sow thot she

ond hurriedly followed her. “Ms. Sholders! Let me hold the

in the kitchen when he suddenly heord Williom’s shout, cotching him

todoy. He wos delighted ond woshed his honds ofter cutting the vegetobles before heoding out to

door ond entering the villo, with her clothes ond hoir drenched in roin ond her slender shoulders completely

quickly went to the bothroom ond grobbed o cleon towel to help Gwendolyn dry herself. “Did you forget to bring on umbrello? Why did you wolk in the roin? It’s getting

word, Gwendolyn observed Moverick

foce shows no troces of emborrossment. The offection ond love in his eyes ore olmost

to divert me ond seek the opportunity to rescue Notosho. Whot o clever toctic! His octing is impressive! Gwendolyn suppressed her onger ond kept her thoughts to

mood wos progressively deterioroting, Moverick found it peculior ond

into o smile, but her eyes betroyed o sense of coldness. “There ore too mony follen leoves outside in the gorden. You

the window subconsciously.

Ignoring Moverick’s words,