Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 194 More Important Than Pride

Suddenly, that statement turned the atmosphere in the room to become quite suggestive.

Seeing Maverick standing there dumbfounded and not even moving his finger for quite a while, Gwendolyn furrowed her eyebrows slightly, and her expression became solemn. “Hurry up; I want to see the injury.”

Maverick’s enthusiasm deflated in an instant.

Oh, she just wants to see the injury; I have overthought it.

Wait a minute…

She wants to check my injury?

Why is she suddenly doubting my injury? Did Charles say something to her?

“My injury is fine. I’ve been applying medicine for the past couple of days, and it’s almost healed.”

Gwendolyn gave him a cold glance and said, “Take it off!”

Maverick did not move a muscle and replied, “I’m wearing a bandage, so even if I take it off, you won’t be able to see anything.”

“I can remove it. Worst case, we’ll just reapply the medicine later.”

Her tone was very firm.

She seems determined.

Maverick did not speak or move, pondering how to get away with the situation.

Gwendolyn saw right through his thoughts with just one glance.

“Don’t try to fool me tonight. You must take your clothes off!”

“Gwendolyn, I appreciate your concern for my injury, and it warms my heart. However, it’s getting late tonight, so let’s get some rest and check on it tomorrow.”

Gwendolyn gritted her teeth.

She suppressed the urge in her heart to tie the man up and strip him off forcibly.

Patiently, she stated, “You are the one who said earlier that you would unconditionally obey any command of mine. Was that just empty talk?”

Upon being confronted with the promise he made, Maverick was rendered speechless.

Being left with no choice, he stretched his hand toward the gold buttons on the suit. His slender fingertips gently circled around each button, unfastening them one by one in an extremely slow motion.

Gwendolyn did not rush him either. She gently rubbed between her brows and waited quietly. After all, there were not many pieces of clothes for him to take off, so it would not take long.

Maverick took off his suit, gently placing it on her dressing table.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he continued to take off his shirt.

he asked softly, “Should I…

and said, “I want to see your wound! Why would you take off

naked?” He lowered his head, only

was so quiet, Gwendolyn could

keep babbling on, I’ll make sure you don’t even have your underwear left. You’ll be running naked around

Oh my goodness…

She is ruthless!

my dignity and reputation will

clearly intimidated, so she continued with a wicked grin, “Or maybe I’ll have Elven and the others find a rope to tie you up and hang you from that tree outside the garden, naked as a specimen for the

want to try either

It’s absolutely impossible!

pressed tightly together. His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly. He did not utter a

up. When he tried to open his mouth to give an

out there is simply

more impossible to be hung up at

take off my clothes to show her

a way to bluff his

wrapped around his midsection slightly marred the aesthetic, but his healthy tanned complexion was still incredibly pleasing to

As soon as

Maverick obediently turned around.

tearing

it was wrapped more than a dozen times, she had to carefully unwrap it layer by layer. Her movements were swift,

last few layers were unwrapped, the bloodstains on the bandages became

Gwendolyn heard that, her

removing the bloodstained bandage, the palm-sized burn on his back was

deeply as she observed it

his wound still looked alarmingly fresh, with

trembling fingertips reached out toward his back but

still bleeding, and it looks quite severe. How come it doesn’t seem like

Gwendolyn did not dare to touch it. She reluctantly withdrew her hand.

Maverick sighed inwardly.

something was wrong just by taking a glance

it is. It’s just sulfuric acid. Where’s the bleeding? I clearly didn’t see any blood when I applied the medicine during

not believe it at all. “Tell me the truth. Do you actually know

it’s the sulfuric

enlightening tone, “I remember now. That night, I hid in the trunk of the car, and it seemed like I accidentally hit my back

Is that really so?

Charles say those words to remind me,

it Charles who’s lying, or is he the

old injury on your back was hurt tonight? Don’t you think

it? Coincidence happens

spoke gently. “This wound may look frightening, but it’s not serious. Look at me

simply did not believe a

so she could see for herself

and look

lowering his

centimeters. When Gwendolyn tried to make eye contact with him at close range, she had to crane her neck