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.

I forgot to tell you that Mr. Wendell has

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

corner of his

I’ve set up ambushes at the foot of the mountain and at

thinking that they could all meet their

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

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.

of the wooden cabin and surveyed

insects buzzing and birds chirping 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 the

“Did you hear that? Your husband is here. Do you think he’d like

Gwendolyn, Jasper grabbed him by his wrist and

and was about to 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 her up

tying Gwendolyn’s wrists together as he spoke

she has become after being kidnapped for a few days. How can she be

afar. She looked weak and fragile, almost like a piece of paper pinched between Hamish’s fingers.

eyes reddened. It concealed the terrifyingly cold and

return her to me now,” he

focus was solely on Gwendolyn’s frail

an amiable expression, Hamish replied, “Sure. I can give her to you. However,

replied without

hand and tossed a dagger at Cedrick’s feet. “Rumor has it that you’re quite skilled, and nobody has ever

“What’s wrong? You can’t bring yourself to do it? As long as I see you bleed, I’ll let your wife

up the dagger,

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

stared at the sharp dagger, determination etched across his face. It seemed as though he was

drew it across his skin. Soon,

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