Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Though Gwendolyn’s mouth was stuffed and the blindfold was still over her eyes, she heard the report clearly.

She let out a small sigh of relief, although her heart skipped a beat at the thought of Benedict hiding in the ward’s closet.

Silently, she hoped that the guards Cedrick had sent would soon notice the unusual situation in the ward, retrieve Benedict from the closet, and ensure his safety.

As the van drove on, Gwendolyn tapped her fingers and calmly estimated the duration of the journey.

Throughout the journey, the men did not speak, displaying exceptional discipline and cohesion.

Gwendolyn could not help feeling even more curious about their employer.

After approximately forty minutes, the van stopped. The men removed the rag in Gwendolyn’s mouth and dragged her out of the vehicle.

Gwendolyn expressed her displeasure, reprimanding them in a low voice, “Show some respect to a lady. Haven’t you been taught to be gentle and considerate?”

The men were taken aback.

These days, it seems like the hostages are becoming more arrogant than the kidnappers themselves.

“Your fate is in our hands, you know. You should be more polite.”

Gwendolyn remained fearless, her voice calm yet icy. “You’ve taken me as a hostage to leverage something from Cedrick, and he will be furious if I suffer even the slightest harm. I believe you understand the consequences better than I do. You should treat a hostage like me with care, as you would handle fragile cargo. Do you understand?”

Although she was blindfolded and bound, stripped of her freedom, her commanding presence remained intact, leaving the men in suits astonished.

The men, being subordinates unaware of their employer’s intentions, decided it was safer to comply with Gwendolyn’s instructions and handle her with care.

“Let’s go, Ms. Harris.”

With the help of two men, Gwendolyn started forward. Though she could not see the route ahead, her hands, bound behind her back, were not idle.

Before coming here, she had grabbed a handful of Benedict’s milk powder.

or so, or when she turned a corner, she would slacken

on to the hope that Cedrick would bring a search

she was treading upon bare earth when she felt its crumbly texture beneath her feet. Occasionally, the sound of snapping branches accompanied her steps, indicating that she was being led into the depths

considering her plan and what

Cedrick and Swain alighted the vehicle, the former received a call before they could even enter the Federal Bureau

had assigned to stand guard at

that something was wrong, he answered the

the other end of the line reported, “Mr. Jenson, something has happened. There are clear signs of a severe altercation in the ward. Mrs. Jenson is

a beat as his attention was immediately caught by the news of his

layer of frost settled upon his chiseled features, and his dark eyes gleamed with a menacing intensity. “Review the surveillance footage immediately. Find

review the hospital’s surveillance footage, and we should receive an update shortly. Furthermore, I’ve assigned two nurses to

he

have faith in Gwendolyn’s jiu-jitsu skills. It wouldn’t be easy for any harm to befall her. It hasn’t been very long since she went missing, so she should

the director that I will shut down this facility

into a baby’s ward to pick a fight in broad daylight. The commotion was anything but subtle, so it’s impossible that

he had assigned to protect Gwendolyn, Grand Valley Hospital had a sterling reputation for having top-notch security. The occurrence of something like this indicated the possibility of it being an inside job. Thus, it dawned on

to the

within him, he ordered the plain-clothed officers to stay put and keep their identities concealed

he ordered Swain, “I’m leaving the investigation of the milk powder incident to you. I’m heading back

“Understood, Boss. I will organize reinforcements from the Federal Bureau of Investigation and await your instructions at any

car keys from Swain, turned away from the

back to the hospital. Using the hands-free Bluetooth device in the

needed to be placed in the care of someone familiar and trustworthy. After much deliberation, Cedrick decided to

Charles sensed that something was amiss. “Isn’t

one hand on the steering wheel, Cedrick drove while wearing

Gwen? Tell me. I’m worried

“Gwen is missing. We are currently reviewing the surveillance footage,

was a long silence on the other end of the line. When Charles finally spoke, his voice had turned grave. “Where are you right now?” he asked with

situation carefully. Soon, he arrived at the hospital and