Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 182 A Fake Hug

As expected, the little meanie Gwendolyn was not so easy to deal with.

He shook his head and sighed inwardly, vowing to himself never to mess with this young domineering lady in the future.

On the other end of the call, Asher had no idea that he had been played by Gwendolyn. He said earnestly, “I heard from Treyton that you’ve been gathering evidence on the Lane family from Fairlake recently, so I took the liberty of looking into it for you since I have the time. I’ll have Treyton fax it to your office tomorrow.”

Gwendolyn chuckled to herself inwardly.

She thought that this timing was too convenient as Asher should not have had so much free time.

It seemed that this was premeditated, and Asher had deliberately waited for her to be punished before bringing up the matter.

So, is he using the carrot and stick method?

Although it was a bit unpleasant to think about, Gwendolyn remembered her promise to let Asher use her as a punching bag once for tricking him.

In her opinion, it was worth it.

There was also no reason not to accept the evidence that was going to be delivered straight to her hand.

Gwendolyn reluctantly agreed and showered Asher with a series of compliments before finally managing to end the call.

Since Maverick was in the hospital, it was quite late by the time Gwendolyn finished kneeling. She quickly tidied up a room and asked Treyton to make do with it for his stay at Bay Villa for a night.

The next morning, Gwendolyn went to work at Wright Construction Group as usual.

The evidence Asher had gathered was quickly sent to her via fax as promised. She gathered the papers and bound them together into a booklet before carefully reading through them.

As expected, Asher’s efficiency was truly impressive once he took action.

This evidence was detailed enough to put Samantha in prison for the rest of her life.

Tomorrow, she would bring justice to the Lane family.

She called Yulia for a meeting and was busy until the afternoon.

She thought of Maverick, who was still recovering in the hospital. She then made a call to William and instructed him to find a small item for her.

Gwendolyn packed up her things and headed back to Bay Villa first when it was time to get off work.

She saw Elven upon arriving at the villa entrance, which was not something she had expected.

She frowned and asked, “Why are you here instead of staying at the hospital?”

Elven explained, “Mr. Wright said he didn’t want to stay in the hospital, so he insisted that Dr. Xenakis re-examine him and complete the discharge procedures.”

He’s already been discharged from the hospital?

She had planned to

it seems that his injury has mostly healed since he can be discharged from

in close to her and whispered, “Ms. Shalders, I think

huh?” Looks like Maverick is really acting

an indescribable look

“Mr. Wright went straight into his room as soon as he returned, and he hasn’t

“I see. Okay.”

her face as she walked straight into the

Maverick’s room was closed, but it

the room. The bed was neatly made, showing no signs

chair by the window, dressed in a luxurious dark suit. He was admiring the sunset

late autumn, the sunlight that fell upon one’s

side profile only served to make his face appear even more divine

lips were dark and chapped. His face was also extremely pale, as if he had no blood within him, which just proved that he

pressure on the wound on your

did not notice Gwendolyn approaching him

“You’re back.”

propped himself up, trying to stand. “I was so engrossed that I lost track of time. You

well, I’ll let you take

held his shoulder, guiding

entire body was as if he had no warmth

furrowed her brows. “Why are you so cold? You don’t look

I guess my hands and feet are cold because I’ve

simply didn’t

time to time.

me take a look at your injury,”

to let go. “My injury is really not a big deal. It’s almost healed, and it’s

had said was

Gwendolyn reluctantly let go.

staggered slightly. He quickly reached back to support himself on

Gwendolyn staring at him, he curled the corner of his pale lips slightly, appearing

rolled her eyes at

mock him. Instead, she said with a serious expression, “You know I don’t like being indebted to others. Since you

Any request

his head, making eye contact with her, a faint glimmer flashing in

remarriage and emotional demands, I will try my best to fulfill everything else you ask for. Just tell

knew very well that

have much

Just stand there

nodded and

removed his hand from the lounge chair, and he sat up straight. Gathering his courage, he slipped his hands through her trench coat, tightly encircling her slender waist. “Let me

body was warm, while his was icy