Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Gwendolyn gave a careless wave of her hand. “It’s nothing.”

“The trade-off has been set for ten o’clock tomorrow morning, so you’ll have to be patient for a little longer. Mr. Wendell demanded thirty billion to agree to meet with Mr. Jenson in person.”

“He finally caved. At least everything I’ve gone through these past few days hasn’t been in vain. Bind me tightly tomorrow. If you don’t, I’m afraid I won’t be able to restrain myself from tearing him into a million pieces.” Her expression darkened as she spoke. How dare he harm innocent babies. Even if I were to stab his body a thousand times, I’d still think he deserved it!

Over on Broadbay Hill, the thick canopy of trees obstructed the view of the sky and blocked out any light. The air was so hot and humid that it almost felt suffocating.

Hamish’s bodyguards brought Gwendolyn to the mountain range before it was even dawn.

As they started preparing for Cedrick’s arrival, they left her, all trussed up, on a bare bed frame inside a shabby wooden cabin. Sweat mingled with dust ran down her face. Propped against the headboard, she had her eyes closed, looking drained and weary.

Meanwhile, Jasper stood silently on one side and occasionally glanced at the watch on his wrist.

It was almost time.

Two coughs sounded, some rustling, then heavy footsteps approached.

“Hahaha! Your reputation precedes you, Mr. Kron. Sure enough, now that we finally meet, I can see you’re no ordinary person indeed.”

No one walked through the door. Instead, a big, protruding belly first came into view, then a fierce-looking face wearing a sinister smile.

After Channing heard that remark, his lips twitched. He had no idea what to say in response. “I can’t compare to you, Mr. Wendell. You’re truly… just like everything I’ve heard about you. You’re known far and wide.”

In truth, the fat man before him was nothing like the intelligent Mr. Wendell in the rumors.

The man walked over and extended a hand politely. “Hamish Wendell.”

At that moment, there was a knock on the wooden door.

“Who is it?” Channing’s guard went up instinctively.

sitting across from him, stood up and explained in a light tone, “Oh, I forgot to tell you that Mr. Wendell has set up an ambush nearby to prevent anything from interrupting the trade-off. That’s just someone here to

expression on Channing’s face froze, and he asked solemnly, “I see you’re a man of action, Mr.

look out of the corner of his eye.

from Hamish. “Nothing much. I’ve set up ambushes at the foot of the mountain

gasped quietly, thinking that they could all meet their end that day if they

second hand ticked away steadily, moving to point toward the top

by a deep, firm voice saying, “The thirty billion is inside the car. I’ve delivered it on the dot. The documents for my resignation from the Federal Bureau of Investigation have also been prepared

stood in front of the wooden

while on the mountain. However, he noticed there was no other sound at all when he spoke. That could only mean that there were many people in

“Did you hear that? Your husband

that his hand was about to touch Gwendolyn, Jasper grabbed him by his wrist and

caught sight of Gwendolyn with her eyes tightly shut. Her eyelashes were trembling slightly. Pushing Jasper away,

wrists together as he spoke and dragged her out of the

Look at how filthy she has become after being kidnapped

afar. She looked weak and fragile, almost like a piece of paper pinched between Hamish’s fingers. A pang shot through his heart as though a thorn had

knew what Hamish said was untrue, his eyes reddened. It concealed the terrifyingly cold and

so return her to

was solely on Gwendolyn’s frail

replied, “Sure. I can give her to you. However, since we’ve had the chance to meet today, let’s have some

Cedrick replied without

agreeing to it just like that?” Instantly becoming excited, Hamish flicked his right hand and tossed a dagger at Cedrick’s feet. “Rumor has it that you’re quite skilled, and nobody has ever been able to get as much as a scratch on you. However, I think it’s

“What’s wrong? You can’t bring yourself to do it? As long

dagger, and

not the case. As it turns out, you don’t think her life is as important as yours.” Hamish looked disdainful. He

sharp dagger, determination etched across his face. It

the dagger at his wrist resolutely and drew it across his skin. Soon, droplets of blood began to fall

caught in her throat, and she stared at him in bewilderment. He knows I’m just putting on an act! What on earth is he doing? How dare he hurt himself? Is