Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 194

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,

want to see your wound! Why would you

He lowered his head,

quiet, Gwendolyn

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

Oh my goodness…

She is ruthless!

I really run naked, my dignity and reputation

rope to tie you up and hang you from that tree outside the garden, naked as a specimen

to try either

It’s absolutely impossible!

bobbed slightly. He did not utter a single sound anymore

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

naked out there

impossible to be hung up at the

to take off my

still pondering a way to

wrapped around his midsection

mood to admire it at that moment. As soon as

Maverick obediently turned around.

work, forcefully tearing off his bandages

a dozen times, she had to carefully unwrap it layer by layer. Her movements were swift, and her strength

on the bandages became clearly visible. Maverick let out a

her movements became

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

brow furrowed deeply as she observed

still looked alarmingly fresh, with his flesh covered in blood.

reached out toward his back but stopped just before touching

it looks quite severe. How come it doesn’t seem like an injury caused by sulfuric

to

Maverick sighed inwardly.

something was wrong just by taking a glance

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

believe it at all. “Tell me the truth. Do you actually know what

the

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 I was fighting

Is that really so?

those words to

who’s lying, or is he the one

your back was hurt tonight?

happens sometimes in

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

did not believe a word he

eyes, so she could see for herself whether it was serious

and

obediently turned around, lowering his gaze to

tall 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 bit tiring

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