Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 173 An Old Friend

Ezra glanced at Justin beside him, feeling a bit worried. He said hesitantly, “Ms. Shalders…”

Gwendolyn waved her hand languidly. “You can leave now.”

No sooner had the two left than she then received a call from Treyton.

“Kiddo, Asher has checked carefully, and there isn’t a man with a similar appearance in the Harris family’s list of members.”

Gwendolyn pursed her lips, deep in thought.

Treyton continued, “It’s possible that your new recruit, Justin, is lying, or maybe this person is hiding something deep. In any case, you can’t fully trust him, and you need to be cautious when dealing with Justin.”

“All right, Treyton. Don’t worry. I know what to do.”

After hanging up the phone, she took out the notebook from her drawer and flipped to the page with the sketch of the person in black. She studied it carefully for a while before immersing herself back into her work.

It wasn’t until close to the end of the workday that she left with Justin to head to Realm Bar.

Justin was driving, while Gwendolyn sat in the back seat.

The atmosphere inside the car was serene, and every now and then, Justin would steal a glance at her through the rearview mirror.

Gwendolyn noticed his gaze.

“What do you want to say?”

Justin hesitated for a moment before saying, “Ms. Shalders, I was the one sent to kill you earlier. The people around you have always been suspicious of me. Why do you trust me? Aren’t you afraid that I might actually do something to you tonight, especially since you only have me to protect you?”

Gwendolyn smiled charmingly, her laughter enchanting and captivating.

“Since you’re already mine, of course, I’ll trust you completely. Besides, my own martial arts foundation isn’t bad either. I could probably take you on by myself.”

Justin also laughed.

She spoke candidly and refreshingly, which he quite liked.

The two of them were chatting quite harmoniously when Justin suddenly felt like teasing her, “What if I conspire with others and it’s not just me trying to kill you?”

Gwendolyn concealed the cold glint in her eyes and casually gazed out the window.

“Would you do that?”

Before Justin had a chance to respond, they arrived at Realm Bar.

Gwendolyn instructed him to hide in the shadows, and only come out when needed.

After giving the instructions, she went into the bar on her own.

Because she was wearing a gentle and classical-looking black velvet dress with a gauze skirt tonight, she seemed a bit out of place with the men and women in the bar as soon as she walked in.

However, Gwendolyn didn’t care about any of that. She walked straight toward the private room Charles had reserved without glancing sideways.

very tall man wearing sunglasses brushed past

in her tracks, her expression

she seemed to have caught a glimpse of a mole near the

“Excuse me, Sir.”

around, and as she looked at the man, her

man stopped in his tracks and slowly

his sunglasses, he had a prominent nose and seemingly well-proportioned features. He was tall and sturdy, appearing

staring at him with a smile, the

talking to me, Miss?” His voice

pursed her lips and took two steps toward him. “Yes, Sir. Could

familiar with this place. You can ask

by your accent, Sir, it seems you’re not a local from Fairlake. Are you

you need directions, please ask the staff. If you’re just making small talk, I have things to do,

nodded, watching the man’s figure disappear completely down the

around that

room, she saw that it was quite peaceful inside. Charles was the only one there, sitting on the couch and savoring a glass

lied to me about meeting an old friend just to

in his eyes. “Do you really think I’m that kind of person, Gwen? Our old friends are indeed coming. They just haven’t arrived yet. In the meantime,

of wine onto the coffee table in front

walked straight in and took a seat, but she didn’t take the glass of red

just one drink to send me off. Surely

of bitter wine with a melancholic expression on his face. His deep blue eyes had lost

up the wine glass, elegantly swirling the dark red liquid before bringing it to

asked tentatively, “I’ve known you for so many years, Mr. Newton. You probably aren’t

“Are you suspecting

didn’t speek, nor did she deny enything. There wes e hint of

up from the couch, welked over to her, end picked up her gless of wine, drinking it ell in

quivered gently. Her

red wine from

the liquid spilled from the corners of his lips, flowing down

finishing the entire bottle of wine,

It shettered into pieces.

you believe

slightly es he gezed et

within his heert, he roughly end forcefully tore open the two buttons on his chest, reveeling

be bothered to

course I heve to drink this

red wine, end filled e fresh gless. Grecefully, she reised it end geve Cherles e toest, end without hesitetion, she drenk the

heert senk. Could it be thet ever since she got thet little pet

seemingly unwilling to eccept it, end esked one lest question, “Gwen, is it reelly…

“Yes.”

show e hint of hesitetion, her

lowered his heed even

couldn’t see his expression, but she could cleerly sense the strong feeling of diseppointment end dejection

offer eny comforting words, nor could she