Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 178 Interrogation

As soon as those words were spoken, Nico received a furious glare from Maverick.

He knew he had been too impatient and had spoken out of turn. He consciously slapped himself on the face twice and apologized with his head low, “I’m sorry, Boss. I got carried away and didn’t mean to curse you.”

Nico did not hold back his strength with those two slaps, which caused the corners of his mouth to cut and bleed a little.

Although his eyes were red, his face was filled with displeasure.

Maverick had no energy to argue with him. He said in a weak and hoarse voice, “I’ll go back, but I need to take care of Gwendolyn’s matters first. Ask Swain to return first to inquire if there’s any antidote that can temporarily suppress S404. And find me a special ointment for removing scars.”

Nico was speechless. “At a time like this, you’re still worried about whether the wound will leave a scar? Is it really that important to make yourself look good? Your life is what matters.”

Maverick gave him a sinister look. He said in a cold tone, “Have you forgotten your punishment just now? Keep going.”

Nico gasped in shock. Not daring to waste any time, he fiercely slapped himself again, making his face even more swollen.

His boss did not stop him. When he was about to continue to slap himself, Maverick stopped him in a weak voice, “That’s enough.”

Nico rubbed his swollen face with an aggrieved expression that seemed to accuse his boss of being heartless.

All his mind is only focused on pursuing his wife. He neglected the group of brothers who had risked their lives with him.

He’s inhumane when it comes to love.

Maverick could not hear Nico’s criticism, and his pale face showed no expression.

He felt somewhat drained all over after having spoken too much. With Nico’s help, he lay back down on the bed to rest.

Maverick wanted to remove the scars because he noticed that Gwendolyn seemed to really appreciate a man’s physique, especially the abdominal and back muscles. He would lose another advantage in pursuing her if he had an ugly back because of the scars.

After that, the ward became exceptionally quiet.

Nico stood there obediently while rubbing his wounds aggrievedly.

Maverick was dozing off lying on his side but frowned to endure his pain.

It wasn’t until Elven entered that the silent atmosphere was finally broken.

Upon seeing Nico, Elven was slightly surprised. As he placed the packed breakfast on the bedside table, he asked, “When did you get here, Nico?”

Nico remained silent.

Elven approached him and took a glance at him.

When he looked closely at Nico, he was shocked.

“What happened to your face? How did you get hurt like this? Who hit you?”

He looked at Maverick incredulously, who appeared to be a weak patient. It was impossible for the latter to have beaten someone up like that.

the bedside table and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He said annoyingly,

Elven gulped nervously.

he so ruthless that he

felt terrified. He consciously lowered his presence and

Nico as he asked, “What are you doing standing here?

his senses and answered, “Right, I have something to do, so I’ll leave first. Mr. Wright, you should rest well. Elven, please

right,” Elven

the commander of the public security division at the police station, personally went to the luxurious single cell and asked Gwendolyn to come

you for enduring the inconvenience of staying here last night. You

smile ingratiatingly, Gwendolyn felt a bit puzzled.

Matthew chuckled.

although your defensive measures were somewhat excessive.

Investigation and Asher had released the words to protect Gwendolyn early

out of

“By the way, the Federal Bureau of Investigation called and said that if you want to interrogate last night’s suspect, Wilbert Hoffman, you can do so at any time.

tracks abruptly before furrowing her

“Federal Bureau of Investigation?”

country are

lips while showing a stern

she did not know anyone from the Federal

since she was granted the privilege of interrogation, she could not

last night is Wilbert Hoffman, right? Where is he being held? Take me

“Yes. This way, please.”

a different direction, heading toward the end of the

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