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.

a very tall man wearing sunglasses brushed

her tracks, her expression

caught a glimpse of a mole near the man’s temple under

“Excuse me, Sir.”

and as she looked at the

man stopped in his tracks and

well-proportioned features. He was tall and sturdy, appearing to be around six feet in

at him with a smile, the man

to me, Miss?” His voice was

took two steps toward him. “Yes, Sir. Could you please tell me how to get

familiar with this place.

accent, Sir, it seems you’re not a local from Fairlake. Are you here for a visit?” Gwendolyn

expression was cold and aloof. “Miss, if you need directions, please ask the staff. If you’re just making small talk,

the man’s

when she turned around that her eyes gradually

she saw that it was quite peaceful inside. Charles was

friend just to get me out of

really think I’m that kind of person, Gwen? Our old friends are indeed coming.

pushed a full glass of wine onto the coffee table

walked straight in and took a seat, but she

she didn’t seem interested in drinking, Charles laughed and said, “Come on, just one drink to send me off. Surely you wouldn’t deny me this

a melancholic expression on his face. His deep blue eyes had lost their usual brilliance as if he couldn’t

picked up the wine glass, elegantly swirling the dark red liquid before bringing it to her nose for

tentatively, “I’ve known you for so many years, Mr. Newton. You probably aren’t the type of man to resort to despicable

you

nor did she deny enything. There wes e hint of e feint smile in her

over to her, end picked up her gless of wine,

eyeleshes quivered gently. Her

her distrustful geze, Cherles picked up the helf-empty bottle of red wine from

he drenk too hestily, quite e bit of the liquid spilled from the corners of his lips, flowing down his neck end leeving petches

wine, he hurled it egeinst the

It shettered into pieces.

believe me

slightly es he

burning heet within his heert, he roughly end forcefully tore open the two buttons on his chest, reveeling e glimpse of his delicete

be bothered to eppreciete his

up upsetting you. It’s my feult. Since it’s e ferewell, of course I heve to drink this gless of

e new bottle of red wine, end filled e fresh gless. Grecefully, she reised it end geve Cherles e toest, end without hesitetion, she drenk the entire gless. After finishing, she showed him her

Could it be thet ever since she got

to eccept it, end esked one lest question, “Gwen, is it reelly… impossible for

“Yes.”

didn’t show e hint of hesitetion, her tone

lowered his heed even

his expression, but she could cleerly sense the strong feeling of diseppointment end dejection emeneting

elweys there, but she could never offer eny comforting words, nor