Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Maverick’s voice had gone hoarse, and he did not feel like talking. He turned over and continued to sleep.

When he rushed over last night, he happened to hear Gwendolyn’s shout and watched helplessly as she jumped into the river.

That feeling of his heart pounding away uncontrollably was so unbearably suffocating.

Just thinking about it made his heart ache.

He would never let this happen again.

Nico noticed he was being ignored and knew he simply could not get through to Maverick.

After so many years of working for Maverick, this was the first time Nico had seen him going all out for someone.

Boss, please take a good rest. If you need anything, just call me. Don’t force yourself.

Nico sighed helplessly, poured Maverick a cup of warm water, and placed it on the bedside table. Then, he turned around, left the room, and gently closed the door behind him.

Maverick was still feverish, and his mind was already groggy. He quickly fell back asleep.

The villa was silent and pitch-black in the dead of night.

Nico made his way down to the basement, his face gloomy.

Neville and a few other subordinates were guarding the basement door.

William and Quinton had been awake for quite some time. They were extremely furious about being locked up and kept banging on the door while shouting.

Neville saw Nico approaching and walked up. “How’s it going? Is the boss feeling better now?”

Nico nodded.

Neville breathed a sigh of relief. He gritted his teeth and continued, “Can we just get rid of these two? They’ve been cursing non-stop since they woke up. I don’t think I can hold it in any longer!”

Nico’s expression was grim, too. Although he could do nothing to Treyton, at least he could vent his anger on the two lackeys of the Harris family.

After all, it did not matter as long as their lives were spared.

Open the door. Let me in.

The basement door swung open. William and Quinton tried to make a run for it the moment they had the chance. However, they did not get far before they were caught, tied up, and thrown back onto the floor.

Just as Quinton was about to make a scene, his mouth was stuffed with a cloth.

Since William had reluctantly spoken up for Maverick before, Nico appreciated his favor and did not forcefully silence him.

quieter than Quinton, who acted like an

sounds. With a fierce look in his eyes, Nico pulled out a knife and forcefully stabbed it into the floor between Quinton’s legs, stopping

pupils constricted with

a little closer, and he might have to spend

What a ruthless person!

Nico sneered. “Can you please listen to me

while Quinton

Ms. Shalders, but instead of thanking him, Mr. Harris locked him up and left him to suffer from a high fever. Isn’t that

and Quinton did not know what he

the Harris family pays you, and you two work for Mr. Harris, you should also accept this punishment

could barely perceive the sense of

you two will have to let our subordinates each throw a few punches to let off some steam, and

going

escape, William said,

“Sure, as you

more difficult to explain the situation to Gwendolyn

know about this, so don’t snitch and let him take

guilty when he found out Maverick was running a high fever while he was

and turned to leave the basement. Soon

for

she did was to meet the two assassins Treyton had

trench coat with a red velvet long skirt. Paired with a touch of red lipstick, she looked dashing and charming, exuding an

basement of Treyton’s mansion and tied to chairs with iron chains. Their faces and bodies were covered in wounds, indicating they had been tortured several times before. Their mouths were slightly open and

she sat down

the assassins, she was slightly taken aback, and

only man

cold, and he

had always been very

Handsome. Others may not know the inside story, but you definitely do. If you share the secret with me,

was

and glanced at her subconsciously, almost getting sucked into her innocent,

What a vixen!

his head away

If one were to leak a secret, they would only face a more miserable death. By gritting their teeth and

you not going to say it? Gwendolyn pursed her

anything yet. Should we really let

did not seem to be

looked utterly bewildered as they were blindfolded with a black cloth and led out of the

in and asked, “Kiddo,

trail them. If someone tries to silence them, save

Adhering to the principle of “better to kill by mistake than to let