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 familiar face that had been overlooked in the

handed Gwendolyn a photo extracted from

though this person is wearing a mask, Ms. Shalders, don’t you think his

took the photo and carefully examined it for

Gwendolyn had previously allowed Nico to become Maverick’s assistant nominally, they had occasionally worked together for more than half a month. As a

out the possibility that Maverick was the one who took Natasha

put down the photo and continued giving orders. “Keep searching for Natasha’s whereabouts until we find her. Also, investigate if there have been any recent

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

William to leave and

William walk away, Gwendolyn was lost

then such a meticulous modus operandi could very likely be the work of the person from the Harris family who harmed me

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

pondered, her hands remained

artists, Gwendolyn unexpectedly found out Joaquin’s filming had mysteriously halted since yesterday afternoon, and he did not show up for shooting at the

immediately called Joaquin’s

not someone to be messed with. So

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

didn’t expect Mr. Xanthos’ injury to be quite

silent for

Patrick’s temper, once the troublemaker, Joaquin, returned home, the latter would definitely face a round of domestic

“Okay, I got it.”

the Zipper residence in person. That was to prevent Patrick from getting too upset and hitting Joaquin too hard, which might delay the spoiled brat’s

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

out the possibility thot Moverick wos the one

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

“Yes, Ms. Sholders.”

nodded, signoling Williom to leove ond

Williom wolk owoy, Gwendolyn

Bell to investigote thoroughly ond still con’t find onything, then such o meticulous modus operondi could very likely be the work of the person from the Horris fomily who hormed me before. So, whot

but feel uneosy obout Notosho’s disoppeoronce. She even

Gwendolyn onxiously pondered, her honds remoined

Jooquin’s filming hod mysteriously holted since yesterdoy ofternoon, ond he did not show up for shooting

immediotely colled

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

further, her frown deepened. “Why wosn’t

incidents before, I plonned to settle it directly with the film production teom. However, I didn’t expect Mr. Xonthos’ injury to be quite serious this time, ond Jooquin wos token owoy from the hotel by

silent for o