Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Gwendolyn slid the note back into her pocket and looked down without saying a word.

At the defendant’s table, Kylie didn’t seem to be in good spirits. When the clueless audience caught the sorrowful expression on her face, they lamented the nobility of her motherly love and kindness for her adopted son.

In contrast, Gwendolyn wore a mask of indifference. Despite her beauty, they accused her of being cold-hearted and thought she deserved to be put on the stand if she did commit murder.

The oblivious people at the public gallery had already made up their minds and were in favor of Kylie before the trial even started.

“Mr. Vidar Lund was extradited via an international arrest warrant. His crimes, if any, should’ve been judged through a trial by the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Meanwhile, the defendant, Gwendolyn Shalders Harris, murdered Mr. Vidar Lund on their wedding day and hid his body. Until this day, his body is nowhere to be found. Your Honor, we demand a heavier sentence for the defendant for conducting such psychotic deeds!”

Gwendolyn was spacing out when she heard Kylie’s lawyer mention her name.

Something the lawyer said had caught her attention.

Charles’ body is missing? How can that be? I heard Cedrick ordered his men to send Charles’ body to the Newtons in Chanaea. Do the Newtons hate me so much that they collude with Her Highness and hide Charles’ body to ruin me?

Gwendolyn’s mind was a jumbled mess of speculations and theories.

“Your Honor, the defendant has something to say against the plaintiff’s complaint.” Jared raised his hand and spoke before he turned to Gwendolyn. “Ms. Harris, don’t be afraid. Tell the court what happened at Flola Grand Cathedral on the wedding day.”

The Harris family’s legal team had had it all planned out.

They would present the proof of Nico’s injury and other evidence to the court once Gwendolyn read the note.

At that moment, all eyes in the room were concentrated on Gwendolyn. No one knew what she was thinking.

“Ms. Harris, it’s your turn to speak,” Jared reminded her, pulling her out of her thought. “Don’t be scared and speak your mind. The judge is fair and will grant you justice.”

Gwendolyn lifted her gaze and glanced at Jared. She understood what he wanted her to do.

He was signaling her to shift the blame to Charles, letting him shoulder all the responsibility and infamy.

dead anyway, and she was merely putting on a performance for the living.

do something like that to

loved him, she used to admire and revere him. Besides, Charles had

didn’t owe

love upon birth. The way he

Harris!” Jared called out

thoughts, Gwendolyn instinctively looked over her shoulder at Kieran and Treyton,

gazes were filled with conviction. They hinted at her

sighed inwardly

Highness, do you know what Charles’ favorite food was? What food did he hate the

are you trying

only Kylie, but everyone in the courtroom was

counsels stared wide-eyed at Gwendolyn. Anger poured through

this case, my bonus is as good as gone!

and continued, “You don’t know the answer to any of it because you never cared what he truly wanted for the past twenty years

sending rage pulsing through her. Kylie shot

his likes and dislikes. I could’ve slowly discovered them, but I’ve lost that chance forever

him. He was loyal and wouldn’t change his belief once he set his mind to it. Cantaloupe and watermelon were his favorite fruits. He said life was bitter and tiring, hence his love for sweets. He disliked foie gras and chitlins because of the smell, regardless of the chefs’ skills. The woman he loved the most was me, and his lifelong pursuit was to marry

was taken aback by

streamed down Kylie’s face when she met

about Charles’ obsession with

thought on the wedding day. It was the first time he had ever glared at Kylie. She could still remember every

win today’s trial and take down Gwendolyn, I’m sure Charlie will hate me if

the charges flashed across Kylie’s mind at the thought of

relieved sigh at the thought of keeping

conflicted, but before she could give voice to her thoughts, her lawyer whispered something in her

disbelief. The gaze she