Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 179 Act Like A Spoiled Child

Matthew quickly called for Gwendolyn.

In the surveillance footage, a man in a uniform was standing under the camera with his back facing the screen. Then, slowly, he extended his right hand and made a thumbs-down gesture.

Afterward, he left the police station with a self-confident swagger and completely disappeared from all the surveillance footage.

His attitude was so arrogant and provocative.

Matthew switched to a few more surveillance footage, but only his back was shown. He could barely see his face as the man had covered it with his hat and sunglasses. What they could tell was that the man got a tall and imposing figure.

The man not only had an arrogant manner, but he also seemed to be quite familiar with the surveillance equipment at the police station. Matthew wondered who he was conspiring with within the department.

He was boiling with rage. Gwendolyn, on the other hand, burst into laughter.

That person looked like the man she had encountered last night in the hallway of Realm Bar.

Indeed, she could see that his action was deliberately meant to mock her.

She swore that she would find the person and teach him a lesson.

Gwendolyn left the control room and headed straight for the exit.

She was no longer interested in Wilbert’s autopsy report. She left the police station with William and Quinton.

Ezra was waiting outside to greet her.

Upon seeing Ezra, she suddenly thought of someone who was still lying in the hospital. She asked, “What brings you here? How is Maverick doing?”

“Mr. Wright is doing pretty good. His wound was treated last night. It’s just a flesh wound, so there’s nothing to be worried about. Besides, Elven is watching over him, so don’t worry, Ms. Shalders. By the way, Justin just called. He said he’s going back to Bay Villa and he’ll wait for you there. He said he has something to report to you.”

Gwendolyn did not reply a single word. She headed straight passed him and got into the car.

Ezra was her driver today. “Ms. Shalders, should we head back to Bay Villa or go to see Mr. Wright?”

“Head to the hospital,” she answered him, then gave it some thought. “No. Go back to Bay Villa.”

Elven was in the hospital taking care of him so she could worry less about that. Besides, she had just visited him last night. The burn was not so severe, too, as the burn area was just the size of a palm.

Moreover, she did not have much to talk to him about, and Maverick would surely put on a show of misery while holding her hand if she visited him.

The car sped off and they headed toward Bay Villa.

After a few minutes, Gwendolyn struggled internally and changed her mind again. “Forget it. Let’s go to the hospital first.”

After all, Maverick had gotten hurt trying to protect her last night. It would be very heartless of her if she did not visit him even once.

Ezra turned the steering wheel, made a sharp U-turn, and sped off in the opposite direction.

In the hospital, Maverick was still eating oatmeal.

He could not muster any strength in his hands and had no appetite, so he deliberately ate very slowly to avoid being noticed by Elven.

Instead, he took out his phone

the hospital

only to find himself lost

charming and radiant face caught his eyes and caught

watched her walk toward him. Sweetness engulfed his whole being as if he had savored a piece of candied

little sweet expression that he had forgotten the taste of the oatmeal he was eating. He even felt that the pain in his

“Ms. Shalders, you’ve arrived.”

seeing her arrival, Elven greeted her and quickly brought a chair

consciously turned around and left before closing the door behind

chair and sat down. Observing Maverick’s complexion, she frowned slightly and asked, “You said you were feeling much better, but why does your face still look

curled slightly, and he said flatly, “I’m feeling much better now.

breakfast on the bedside table that he hadn’t opened yet, he grabbed it and said in an affectionate tone, “Gwendolyn, you haven’t eaten yet, have you? I ordered an extra breakfast set made by the seven-star chef

he could reach the breakfast, a sudden piercing and burning pain

throughout

show any expression on his face. He broke

so observant that she noticed that something was not right with him. She declined his offer and said, “I already had breakfast at the police station, so I’m not hungry

face. Silently, he withdrew

and asked tentatively, “I encountered something strange today. I was released from the

sparkled as she observed

listening very attentively, and was

the head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation is. I cannot understand

it’s one of Treyton’s friends. It’s not surprising if

silent, stering unblinkingly

with such e situetion, he would heve been consumed by jeelousy, feeling unbeerebly sour in

wes ecting so

must not heve rested et the stetion lest night. Why don’t you go beck to the ville end get some sleep? I’m fine here,

deliberetely sending me

it wes too unusuel for him

his indifferent derk eyes end his lenguid, eloof expression, she couldn’t

gently celled out

voice pulled her beck to reelity. She replied, “All right. I’m e bit tired es

her beck. His pele lips were

up end streightened her

reminded him, “If you feel unwell, remember to tell the doctor or et

His lips were slightly perted

not linger eround eny longer. She

turned eround when e neuseeting feeling suddenly overceme Meverick. A thick rush of fluid filled his mouth. He quickly covered his lips with his hends es he spilled e mouthful

could heer the

eround upon reeching

who wes lying in his sickbed while henging his heed low. His left hend remeined tucked under the blenket, while

his long end curled eyeleshes quivering slightly. He did not even look et

eyebrows in confusion but she still opened the door end left the

the hospitel, the other bodyguerds followed

me. Just weit for me in

“Ms. Shelders?”