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.

tell you that Mr. Wendell has set

face froze, and he asked solemnly, “I see you’re a man of action, Mr. Wendell.

the corner of his eye.

set up ambushes at the foot

they could all meet their end that day if they were

away steadily, moving to

followed 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 and will be submitted today. Hence, please keep your end of the

front of the wooden cabin

while on the mountain. However, he noticed there was

cabin, Hamish stretched his plump hands toward Gwendolyn with a greedy look in his eyes. “Did you hear

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

when he inadvertently caught sight of Gwendolyn with her eyes tightly shut. Her eyelashes were trembling slightly. Pushing Jasper away, he pulled her up forcefully. “Playing

Gwendolyn’s wrists together as he spoke and dragged her

wildly, he said, “Look at your wife, Cedrick! Look at how filthy she has become after being kidnapped for a few days. How can she

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 pierced

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

know what you’re talking about. I’ve brought what you wanted, so return her

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

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

replied without

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 if you do it

can’t bring yourself to do it? As long

bent down, slowly picked up the dagger, and unsheathed it. The

appears that’s not the case. As it turns out, you don’t think

across his face. It seemed as though he was wondering where to

resolutely and drew it across his skin. Soon, droplets

throat, and she stared at him in bewilderment. He knows I’m just putting on an act!