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.

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

gritted her teeth and said, “I want to see your wound! Why

mention stripping… naked?” He lowered his

quiet, Gwendolyn could

babbling on, I’ll make sure you don’t even have your underwear

Oh my goodness…

She is ruthless!

dignity

was 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

to try

It’s absolutely impossible!

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

last button, he was still unwilling to give up. When he tried to open his mouth to give an excuse, a

there is

to be hung up at the

also don’t want to take off

pondering a way to bluff his way

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

admire it at that moment. As soon as Maverick finished undressing,

Maverick obediently turned around.

work, forcefully tearing off his bandages with brute

to carefully unwrap it layer by layer. Her movements were

last few layers were unwrapped, the bloodstains on the bandages became clearly visible. Maverick let out a

her

palm-sized burn on his back

as

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

toward his

and it looks quite severe. How come it

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

Maverick sighed inwardly.

easily tell something was wrong just by taking a glance at

Where’s the bleeding? I clearly didn’t see any

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

it’s the

he was lost in thought for a moment when he suddenly said in an 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

Charles who’s lying, or

on your back was hurt tonight? Don’t

it? Coincidence happens sometimes in this

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

simply did not believe a word

for herself

and

turned around, lowering

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