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.

to recognize you just because you’re wearing a mask? You might fool everyone, but

his entire

Should I come clean?

think that I’ve been

kept in the dark the most and had never liked him in the first place. Wouldn’t doing so compound the hatred she bore

you’ve taken on the

were trembling. Her

“Ms. Harris, I—”

are you calling

hand and curved her elbow as she swiftly landed a hard blow

and he bent down reflexively. Despite that, Gwendolyn tugged his collar and backed him up

he feared that he would accidentally hurt Gwendolyn due to the disparity

had no

with all her might

reason

still couldn’t get over Maverick being

he look for

act like we’re

refuse to tell the truth, I’ll have to take matters

reached out to

Harris, isn’t it unbecoming of

wrong with me touching my fiancé? Why are you so scared of me seeing your

“I—”

a chance to defend himself as she leveled

mask while

as they looked

his face in

completely altered. He now only vaguely resembled

gaze and mannerisms gave him

He was obviously Maverick.

does your face look so different? Is it because you’re wearing another mask?” Gwendolyn pinched the skin of his

his grip firm on her hand and said sternly, “That is because I am and have always

surgery? You must be delusional to think I won’t be able to recognize

on his face that they

Maverick’s back before

taking things too fast

back to me! If

“Fine. Go ahead.”

both of his hands and let her

she

she loosened his shirt from his belt and

smooth, with tan skin that looked exceptionally enticing under the

any scars. She couldn’t even make out the deep knife wound on Maverick’s waist which he sustained from Asher while looking for her