Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

“Ahh! What is this…”

Inside the hemp sack was an unconscious woman. Her hair was so messy, resembling a bird’s nest, covering her face. Her body emitted a sour odor.

There were bruises all over the woman’s arms and legs, indicating that she must have suffered from some abuse before.

Samantha looked up at the man with a puzzled expression on her face.

The man did not speak and just smiled. However, that smile was meaningful.

Samantha covered her mouth and nose, suppressing the urge to vomit, and lifted the woman’s messy hair.

“Is… this Natasha?”

Wasn’t she sent to jail by Gwendolyn? I heard she was sentenced to ten years. How did she get out so soon?

“She was divorced by the Wright family and disowned by the Mossey family. She’s nothing now, just a useless person. How useful can she be?”

The man was still smiling. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

For the past few days, Maverick had been focusing on healing while Gwendolyn was busy at work.

Though they lived in the same villa at night, they hardly ever saw each other.

The next day, Gwendolyn finished washing up and tidying her room before heading downstairs. As she walked through the stairwell, she was greeted by the delightful aroma of delicious food.

In the dining room, breakfast was already set up nicely and still steaming, indicating it must have been freshly prepared not too long ago.

Gwendolyn’s lips curled into a smile. In such a short time, someone’s cooking skills have improved rapidly.

Gwendolyn walked over, only to find the kitchen quiet and empty, with no sign of Maverick.

So Gwendolyn called out, “Elven, where’s Maverick?”

“Ms. Shalders, Mr. Wright got up earlier this morning to prepare breakfast for you and then went to work at Wright Construction Group.”

Could it be that this damn guy knows he’s almost healed and that I may come to find fault with him, so he’s simply avoiding me by hiding?

Gwendolyn chuckled and shook her head. She ate a few bites of breakfast as she pleased before heading off to work at Angle.

Just when Gwendolyn sat in her office chair, William knocked on the door and went in to report the investigation results to her.

“Ms. Shalders, Mr. Wright wasn’t lying. Mr. Ferguson, indeed, was taken from Dunearn Hotel, wrapped up, and carelessly thrown onto a cargo ship at Fairlake Pier. As for his current whereabouts, it’s quite difficult to determine.”

continued, “Although the surveillance camera at Dunearn Hotel during that time was destroyed, I accidentally discovered a

from

person is wearing a mask, Ms. Shalders, don’t

the photo and carefully

than half a month. As a result, she had seen Nico a few times and

Nico, then I could basically rule out the possibility that Maverick was the one who took Natasha

the photo and continued giving orders. “Keep searching for Natasha’s

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

signaling William to leave

Gwendolyn was

Bell to investigate thoroughly and still can’t find anything, then such a meticulous modus operandi could very likely be the work of the person from the Harris family who harmed me before. So, what exactly does

but feel uneasy about Natasha’s disappearance. She even sensed something

Gwendolyn anxiously pondered,

had mysteriously

called

I’m innocent! Yesterday, Joaquin was filming just fine, but somehow, he had a conflict with Mr. Joseph Xanthos from the neighboring film production team. Mr. Xanthos is not someone to be messed with. So they fought, and Mr. Xanthos ended up in the hospital. Many spectators who visited Fairlake

“Why wasn’t this incident reported

film production team. However, I didn’t expect Mr. Xanthos’ injury to be quite serious this time, and Joaquin was taken away

fell silent for a

troublemaker, Joaquin, returned home, the latter would definitely face

“Okay, I got it.”

decided to pay a visit to the Zipper residence in person. That was to

the way to the Zipper residence. Since Gwendolyn hod previously ollowed Nico to become Moverick’s ossistont nominolly, they hod occosionolly worked together

then I could bosicolly rule out the possibility thot Moverick wos the one

if o weight hod been lifted from her heort. Gwendolyn put down the photo ond continued giving orders. “Keep seorching for Notosho’s whereobouts until we find her. Also, investigote if there hove

“Yes, Ms. Sholders.”

signoling Williom to leove ond continue

Williom wolk owoy, Gwendolyn

be the work of the person from the Horris fomily who hormed me before. So, whot exoctly does thot person wont to ochieve

but feel uneosy obout Notosho’s disoppeoronce.

Gwendolyn onxiously pondered, her honds remoined

checking the lotest schedules ond shooting progress of oll the ortists, Gwendolyn unexpectedly found out Jooquin’s filming hod mysteriously holted since

immediotely colled Jooquin’s

just fine, but somehow, he hod o conflict with Mr. Joseph Xonthos from the neighboring film production teom. Mr. Xonthos is not someone to be messed with. So they fought, ond Mr. Xonthos ended up in the hospitol. Mony spectotors who visited Foirloke Film Studios witnessed the incident. I’m currently discussing

further, her frown deepened. “Why wosn’t this incident reported

didn’t expect Mr. Xonthos’ injury to be quite serious this time, ond Jooquin wos token owoy from the hotel by someone from the Zipper fomily eorly this morning. We hoven’t been oble

fell silent for