Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 190 Let Him Go

The confrontation lasted for several minutes.

Caught in the middle, Gwendolyn glanced from one man to the other.

As the 023 special drug had lost its effect on Maverick, he now looked more imposing than Charles. His eyes gleamed with a chilling and merciless intensity.

Gwendolyn did not know what to say.

They were already eyeing each other with so much hostility in the beginning that she was not sure how the night would end.

She cleared her throat loudly, drawing their attention to her.

Gwendolyn then gestured for Charles to look in the direction of the dining room. “Charles, I’ve prepared all this food, and I’ve been waiting for you. I’ve also prepared two bottles of red wine. It’s been a long time since we’ve had a drink together. Let’s all drink and be merry tonight.”

“Okay.”

Charles shifted his focus from Maverick to Gwendolyn. He looked at her affectionately as they walked into the dining room together.

“Gwen, your culinary skills are amazing. These dishes smell so good. I wasn’t that hungry earlier, but now my appetite has been whetted.”

“I’m happy as long as you like them.”

Maverick stood in the stairwell, observing their interaction keenly.

Even though Gwendolyn had already told him about her plan that night, he was still caught off-guard when he saw her smiling happily at Charles and speaking to him in such a gentle manner.

He felt a pang of heartache.

When would Gwendolyn treat him the way she was treating Charles?

Both of them were chatting and laughing in the dining room, oblivious to the awkward expression on Maverick’s face.

At the dining table, Gwendolyn pursed her lips and smiled. She took the bottle of red wine that had been decanted and was about to pour some for Charles.

Charles extended his hand, making a gesture to stop her. “Gwen, you have a servant here. You don’t have to do this yourself.”

Gwendolyn’s expression momentarily froze, but she quickly regained her composure.

the red wine and

“Maverick, come here.”

if he had cultivated this habit over the years. His eyes were fixed on Maverick, waiting for

look at Gwendolyn. There was a hint of surprise in his voice when he

sat in her chair, not

extended his hands in a

her face, another pair of hands

he uttered through gritted teeth, “Mr. Newton,

looked up and sneered, “I shall do

last few words clearly and was about to shake off Maverick’s hands

tightened his grip and stared at Charles. The former’s eyes bore a malevolent and

but his efforts were in vain.

treats his employer? He’s so arrogant. Such a defiant servant

about to speak when Maverick snorted coldly. “My employer is Gwendolyn. Who do you

two men locked eyes. Their hands were entangled, their muscles

mounting tension in the

she held

would always be an intense

heavily again, giving Maverick a

“That’s enough. Let go.”

this, Maverick

stood between Gwendolyn and Charles. His glare was fixed on

with a hint of annoyance. “Gwen, it seems like we won’t be able to

meant and looked sternly at Maverick. “Mr. Newton is my guest. You’ve offended him the moment you got here. Are

the villa

and Quinton quickly walked into the living room and stood

as she disregarded Maverick without even glancing in his direction. “Bring him

looked at each other and

cold. He spoke up with a hurt voice. “Are

at him with a

terms with it. Let bygones be bygones. After all, he still has a special place

cut through

hurt that it

her speak those hurtful words still caused him great

no longer had feelings for

to tell Maverick the

the past, but aren’t

Gwendolyn kept quiet.