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.

been 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

asked solemnly, “I see you’re a man of action, Mr. Wendell. What sort of ambush

Jasper a look out of the corner of his eye. I hope Mr. Jenson hears this and plans some

up ambushes at the foot of the mountain and at the top. My subordinates have done

could all meet their end that day if they were

clock’s second hand ticked away steadily, moving to point toward the

car. I’ve delivered it on

the wooden cabin

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 the

his eyes. “Did you hear that? Your husband is here. Do you think

was about to touch Gwendolyn, Jasper grabbed him by his wrist and interrupted, “Mr. Wendell, we should get down

fly into a temper when he inadvertently caught sight of Gwendolyn with her eyes tightly shut. Her eyelashes were trembling slightly. Pushing Jasper away, he pulled

rope tying Gwendolyn’s wrists together as he spoke and dragged her out

wife, Cedrick! Look at how filthy she has become after being kidnapped for a few

a piece of paper pinched

Hamish said was untrue, his eyes reddened. It concealed

talking about. I’ve brought what you wanted, so return her to me now,” he uttered, practically squeezing the words out through gritted

on Gwendolyn’s frail figure. He seemed worried she would disappear in the blink of an

give her to you.

replied without

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 possible

do it? As long as I see

picked up the dagger, and unsheathed it. The blade glittered

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

his face. It seemed

resolutely and drew it across his skin. Soon, droplets of blood began to fall onto the dry leaves on

just putting on an act! What on earth is