Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 202 Conversation Killer

It was Maverick’s voice.

Although Gwendolyn first heaved a sigh of relief, it was soon replaced by anger. “Why didn’t you answer the phone?”

The man’s tone was tinged with sleepiness and fatigue as he replied, “I was asleep. It’s already so late. Why haven’t you turned in? Did something happen?”

“Nothing. I couldn’t sleep.”

“Do you want me to keep you company?”

“Mm,” Gwendolyn responded softly. When she recalled the dream she had earlier, she reprimanded him sternly, “I’m reminding you again. You’re not allowed to go anywhere for two days. Also, keep your phone ringer volume at the highest! You must answer my calls no matter what!”

On the other end of the line, Maverick was silent for a moment before replying faintly, “Okay. Are you feeling sleepy now?”

“I’m not tired.”

“Shall I tell you a story?”

“Don’t.”

“Then, are you hungry? You can give me your address, and I’ll get something delivered to you.”

“I’m not hungry.”

Maverick was speechless. She’s truly a conversation killer. How am I supposed to keep the flow going?

Unable to sleep, Gwendolyn settled for Maverick telling her a story in the end.

Maverick regaled her with the jokes he had found online.

He was not good at telling jokes, and there were a lot of awkward silences. Hypnotized by his voice, Gwendolyn gradually drifted off to sleep before she knew it.

The next day, Gwendolyn proceeded to carry out her affairs with the order they had settled upon.

Hector stayed at Hecalion Estate for the entire day and never left.

she began to

an hour, Hector came out with Treyton. However, he had just exited the

to find his legs bound to a chair. His mouth was bound, and a table was placed

surroundings were enclosed and dim. It looked

struggle and made desperate

thrown open, he saw a woman enter and walk toward him. Her makeup was exquisite, and her eyes were like starry pools that could suck

Her sudden appearance had also made him cease to

when she saw his reaction. “You must have seen a picture of me recently, Uncle Hector. We’ve not met for so many years, and surely I must have grown more beautiful. Yet, you were able to recognize me at a

down on the chair opposite.

forward and tore the tape that

of his mustache

glared at Gwendolyn. “I’m your fourth uncle! How dare you use Treyton to bait and kidnap me! Is this how

smiling nonchalantly. “It’s not like you were unaware of my lawlessness. Anyway, I have a good

of the family’s affairs and enjoyed being an idle person. What is it

it will clear things

to put down Charles’

you. Why don’t you take a look and see if this has

expression changed drastically when he saw the confession Elven had placed in front

had no hand in this. Why would I try to have you killed? I was quite fond of you when you were young. I’d even carried you before. Do you remember? Moreover, Charles is the director of the Central Intelligence Agency. How can someone like me order

murmured, “I heard that your son and my cousin, Luke, work at the Federal Bureau of Investigation. I wonder if this has anything to do with him?

He has nothing

turning sharp. “What do you mean by it has nothing to do with him? Charles already confessed everything. Do you think you

her solemnly,

did not appreciate my father going against tradition and leaving the inheritance to me, his beloved youngest daughter. Hence, you joined hands with someone and plotted to kill me. You were planning to take over the Harris family afterward, weren’t

on, not relenting

Hector calmed down when

you want to pin the crime on

expected him to retort. He’s a cunning

bar. They tried to ruin my face with a strong corrosive potion, S40. Since I’m always one who shares, I

bottle and a special synthetic brush, Elven placed them on the table