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.

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

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

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

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

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

Oh my goodness…

She is ruthless!

run naked, my dignity and reputation will be

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

to

It’s absolutely impossible!

slightly. He did not utter

he tried to open his mouth to give an excuse, a fierce glare from Gwendolyn shot over as

naked out there is

even more impossible to be

take off my clothes to show her the

lowered his gaze, still pondering a way to

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

to admire it at that moment. As soon as Maverick finished undressing, she got up and

Maverick obediently turned around.

forcefully tearing off his bandages with brute

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

unwrapped, the bloodstains on the bandages became clearly

her movements

burn on his back was fully exposed

brow furrowed deeply as she observed

fresh, with

reached out toward his back but stopped just before

still bleeding, and it looks quite severe. How come it

dare to touch it. She reluctantly withdrew her hand. Her expression

Maverick sighed inwardly.

something was wrong

I clearly didn’t see any blood when I applied

truth. Do you actually know what happened

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

Is that really so?

say those

Charles who’s lying, or is he the

on your back

it? Coincidence happens sometimes

“This wound may look frightening, but it’s not serious. Look at me now. Do I look like

did not believe

see for herself whether it was serious

around and look

around, lowering his gaze to

make eye contact with him at close range, she had to crane her neck to look up at him,