Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 224 You Look Like Someone

Cedrick held his breath while sneaking a glance at Gwendolyn.

She sat on the couch by the window with her back facing him, sipping red wine.

He clenched his fists so tightly that they felt clammy. Could she be drunk by any chance?

Would she be as gentle to me as two nights ago?

“I admit I don’t know you well, yet you still plotted to get engaged with me. Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?”

Cedrick’s hand was on the doorknob when he felt his heart drop.

Gwendolyn’s speech was coherent and paced regularly. It was clear she’d barely imbibed any wine and was still sober.

That meant that he would be dead meat tonight.

Cedrick still wasn’t ready to face her.

He stalked toward the window and considered making a run for it.

Gwendolyn’s languid voice sounded. “Old Mr. Jenson has instructed the windows to be locked. It is also fitted with bulletproof glass and can’t be shattered. We’re just going to have a nice little chat. I wonder what you’re so afraid of?”

He had no chance of escape.

Cedrick subconsciously touched his face to confirm that his mask was still on. Gwendolyn couldn’t possibly recognize him that easily.

He cleared his throat. “You must be joking, Ms. Gwendolyn. We aren’t acquainted at all. I decided to get engaged with you merely because the fortune teller mentioned that we’d get along well together.”

Gwendolyn placed her wine glass down and turned to face him. “I’ve told you before that there’s someone I—”

She was cut off abruptly.

The man who stood by the window in a well-fitting suit gave off an aloof aristocratic air.

The sheer sight of him flooded her with a bone-deep sense of familiarity.

Her expression froze as she carefully scrutinized the man from head to toe.

Cedrick’s heart was in his throat when he noticed the change in her expression.

“Mr. Jenson, you really look like someone.”

Gwendolyn got to her feet with her brows furrowed and gingerly approached Cedrick.

“Ms. Harris, you must be mistaken. We’ve never met,” His eyes were glacial as he uttered in a hoarse voice.

Gwendolyn’s eyes reddened as she met his familiar eyes.

Her hand shot out without forewarning to grab his suit collar and press him against the glass window.

won’t be able to recognize you just because you’re wearing a mask? You might fool everyone, but I can

his entire body

Should I come clean?

Gwendolyn think that I’ve been deceiving her

hated being kept in the dark the most and had never liked him in the first place. Wouldn’t doing so compound the hatred she bore against him, so much so that it’d be even more difficult for

looking for me if you weren’t dead? How come you’ve taken on the identity of

that her hands were trembling. Her eyes swirled with shock,

“Ms. Harris, I—”

are you calling

as she swiftly landed a hard

reflexively. Despite that, Gwendolyn tugged his collar and backed

accidentally hurt Gwendolyn due

had

all her

had no room for reason as

get over Maverick being

didn’t he

act like

I’ll have to take matters into my

out to snatch

on tightly to it. “Ms. Harris, isn’t it unbecoming of you to be so forward on

Why are you so scared of me seeing your face? If you are Cedrick and not Maverick, you

“I—”

give him a chance to defend himself as she leveled

his mask while he was

to stop as they looked into one another’s

his face

completely altered. He now only vaguely resembled Maverick at a

gaze and

He was obviously Maverick.

mask?” Gwendolyn pinched the skin of his face

kept his grip firm on her hand and said sternly, “That is

be delusional to think I won’t be able to recognize you because of that! Why don’t you try switching your eyeballs instead?” She gritted her

on his face that they were

the severe burns and wounds from the lashings on Maverick’s back before the incident and broke free

you taking things too fast by stripping

to me! If you aren’t guilty, then let

“Fine. Go ahead.”

hands

was suspicious, she still had

his shirt from his belt and lifted it

revealed. Its defined musculature was flawlessly smooth, with tan skin

even make out the deep knife wound on Maverick’s waist which