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.

shirt, he asked

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

just mention stripping… naked?” He lowered his head, only daring to

was so quiet, Gwendolyn could

you don’t even have your underwear left.

Oh my goodness…

She is ruthless!

naked, my dignity

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 whole night. Which one

don’t want to

It’s absolutely impossible!

Adam’s apple bobbed slightly. He did not utter a single sound anymore as he

was still unwilling to give up. When he tried to open his mouth to give

out there is

to be

off my clothes to show

still pondering a

he slowly removed his silk shirt, revealing his perfectly sculpted eight-pack abs. The bandage wrapped around his midsection

was not in the mood to admire it at that moment. As soon as Maverick finished undressing, she got up and walked

Maverick obediently turned around.

got straight to work, forcefully tearing off his bandages with

to carefully unwrap it layer by layer. Her movements were swift, and her

the

heard that, her movements

burn on his back was

furrowed deeply as

yet his wound still looked alarmingly fresh, with his flesh covered

reached out toward his

looks quite severe. How come it doesn’t

severe, and Gwendolyn did not dare to touch it. She reluctantly withdrew her

Maverick sighed inwardly.

something was wrong just by taking a glance

the bleeding? I clearly didn’t see any blood when I

Do you actually know what happened to the injury on

it’s the

I hid in the trunk of the car, and it seemed like I accidentally hit my back when I was fighting with Charles later on. That was probably

Is that really so?

say those words to remind

lying, or is he the

such a coincidence? Your old injury on your back was hurt tonight? Don’t you think this reason

happens sometimes in

not serious. Look at me now. Do I look like I’m not

believe a word he

see for herself

around and look

obediently turned around, lowering his gaze to meet

at a hundred and eighty-eight centimeters. When Gwendolyn tried to make eye contact with him at close range, she had to crane her neck to look up at him, which was a