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.

“Oh, I forgot to tell you that Mr. Wendell has set up

froze, and he asked solemnly, “I see you’re a

spoke, he shot Jasper a look out of the corner of his eye. I hope Mr.

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

thinking that they could all meet their end that

clock’s second hand ticked away steadily, moving to

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 and will be submitted today. Hence, please keep your

of the wooden

make sense to hear the sound of insects buzzing and birds chirping while on the mountain. However, he noticed there was no other

plump hands toward Gwendolyn with a greedy look in his eyes. “Did you hear that?

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

shut. Her eyelashes were trembling slightly. Pushing Jasper away, he pulled her up forcefully. “Playing dead, are you? Come on. Go

Gwendolyn’s wrists together as he spoke

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

like a piece of paper pinched between Hamish’s fingers. A pang shot through his heart as

eyes reddened. It concealed the terrifyingly cold and hard look in

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

was solely on Gwendolyn’s frail figure. He seemed worried she would disappear

you. However, since we’ve had the

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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

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

slowly picked up the dagger, and

your own life, but it appears that’s not the case.

his face. It seemed as though he

across his skin. Soon, droplets of

breath 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