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.

his shirt, he asked softly, “Should I… take off my

said, “I want to see

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

because the room was so quiet, Gwendolyn could hear every single

sure you don’t even have your underwear left. You’ll be

Oh my goodness…

She is ruthless!

really run naked, 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 whole night. Which one would

want to try either

It’s absolutely impossible!

He did not utter a

he was still unwilling to give up. When he tried to

there is

impossible to be hung up at the

I also don’t want to take off my

pondering a way

removed his silk shirt, revealing his perfectly sculpted eight-pack abs. The bandage wrapped around his midsection slightly marred the aesthetic, but his

in the mood to admire it at that moment. As soon as Maverick finished undressing, she

Maverick obediently turned around.

to work, forcefully tearing off his bandages with

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

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

her movements

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

as she

had been four days, yet his wound still looked alarmingly fresh, with his flesh covered

reached out toward his back but

actually still bleeding, and it looks quite severe. How come it doesn’t seem like an injury caused by

injury was quite severe, and Gwendolyn did not dare to touch it. She reluctantly withdrew her hand. Her expression was

Maverick sighed inwardly.

was wrong just by taking a

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

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

the

lost in thought for a moment when he suddenly said in an enlightening tone, “I remember now. That night, I hid in the

Is that really so?

Charles say those words to remind me,

Charles who’s lying,

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

Coincidence happens sometimes

look frightening, but it’s not serious. Look at me now. Do I

believe a word

eyes, so she could see for herself whether

and look

turned around, lowering his gaze to

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 bit tiring for her neck because she was only one hundred and sixty-eight