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.

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 report to me on the

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

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

the foot

quietly, thinking that they could all meet their end that

steadily, moving to point toward the

o’clock sharp, they heard the sound of a car engine outside, 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

stood in front of the wooden cabin and surveyed

mountain. However, he noticed there was no other

Gwendolyn with a greedy look in his eyes. “Did you hear that? Your husband is here. Do you think he’d like to

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

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

rope tying Gwendolyn’s wrists together as

Look at how filthy she has become after being kidnapped for a few days. How can she be worthy of you? Why don’t you give her to

gazed at Gwendolyn from afar. She looked weak and fragile, almost like a piece of paper

his eyes reddened. It concealed the terrifyingly cold and

wanted, so return her to me now,” he uttered, practically squeezing the words out

on Gwendolyn’s frail figure.

her to you. However, since

Cedrick replied without

that you’re quite skilled, and nobody has

broke into maniacal laughter. “What’s wrong? You can’t bring yourself to do it? As long as I

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

it! Are you afraid? I heard that you love your wife as much as your own life, 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 certain Cedrick

sharp dagger, determination etched across his face. It seemed

his skin. Soon, droplets of blood began to fall onto the dry

putting on an act! What on earth is he doing? How dare he hurt himself?