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

and said, “I want to see

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

so quiet,

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

Oh my goodness…

She is ruthless!

naked, my dignity and

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

don’t want to try either

It’s absolutely impossible!

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

about to unfasten the last button, he was still unwilling to give up. When he tried to open his mouth to give an excuse, a fierce glare from

out there is simply

to be hung up

I also don’t want to take off my clothes to show her the

lowered his gaze, still pondering a

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

that moment. As soon

Maverick obediently turned around.

tearing off his bandages with brute

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

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

her movements became

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

deeply as she

yet his wound still looked alarmingly fresh,

trembling fingertips reached out toward his back but stopped just before touching

quite severe. How come it doesn’t

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

Maverick sighed inwardly.

enough, she could easily tell something was wrong just by

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 what happened to the

the sulfuric

It was as if 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 when

Is that really so?

say those words

is it Charles who’s lying, or is

be such a coincidence? Your old injury on your back was hurt

it? Coincidence happens sometimes in

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

simply did not believe a word he

could see for herself whether

around and

lowering his gaze

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