Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

To test his theory, Charles drove in the opposite direction according to the result he obtained.

Despite having the utmost trust in the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s investigation skills and Cedrick’s discoveries, Charles wanted to test the reliability of Dark Netz’s information.

Moreover, the person who sold him the information provided detailed insight into Gwendolyn’s situation, compelling Charles to seriously consider its validity.

He yearned for a chance to be with her, if only once.

On the road, Charles couldn’t shake the thought of Gwendolyn’s smile. Despite the risks, he was determined to give it a try, even if it meant jeopardizing his own safety on this journey.

Charles’ heart raced, and he felt inexplicably nervous.

At the height of his sensitivity, his phone rang.

It was a call from Whitney.

After Gwendolyn’s disappearance, Charles had not returned to the Newton residence for many days.

Despite Whitney’s efforts to reach out through texts and calls, Charles never responded to any of them.

After the phone call ended, Charles’ scattered thoughts settled, and his determination to find Gwendolyn only intensified.

However, he received a call from Jasmine immediately after.

He chose not to answer the call either. Once the phone stopped ringing, the Bluetooth system in his car automatically played the voicemail.

Jasmine’s voice played through the voicemail, scolding, “Charles, where have you been? You just got married, but you left your wife alone at home and won’t return. No husband should behave like you.”

Her criticisms annoyed Charles slightly.

As Charles was about to reject the call, Jasmine continued, “Whitney is ill. She had stomach flu and was in loads of pain. Lucas and I sent her to the hospital for emergency treatment. She hasn’t been discharged yet and is still receiving an IV drip. Are you not going to visit her, Charles?”

She’s fallen ill? How did fall sick when she’s only been at home?

Charles stared ahead silently, but Jasmine’s words began to make him waver.

sick wife to the hospital, but you’ve been away for days and won’t reply to messages. What could possibly be more important than your wife’s

the steering wheel and slowly pressed the brake. The luxury car slowed down on the road, but he didn’t come to

Undeniably, he hesitated.

in Quawak. Perhaps his trip would be in vain, and the person who sold him the information could have deceived him with

It presented

her as his own. The possibility, no matter how slight, compelled

it hard to breathe. He pulled over to the side of the road, giving himself

considered the possibility of continuing forward and silently finding Gwendolyn. Even if it ended in failure, he believed it would provide closure to the decade of feelings he

arranged marriage with Whitney. Her illness made

sky reflected off

Time was running out.

loosened his grip before tightening them again, the repetitive

decision. He slammed on the accelerator, his gaze filled

a large-scale search operation in the area,

and decided to search for the old fisherman at

residence, he was taken aback by the change

hunched back and limping gait remaining the same, his

from behind, grabbing his collar discreetly. With warmth and politeness, he inquired, “Sir, how many years

up when he

“What are you

“N-Nothing. I…”

finish explaining, Cedrick forcefully tugged his collar backward and threw

the ground with a thud. He

this time from the pain of having his

man like you needs a fake beard? Maybe I should

Jenson. I was forced to do this!” the man begged, abandoning the jaded voice he had used during

indifferent expression, Cedrick narrowed his eyes

stunned. “Joe? Who’s that? I really don’t know

Cedrick kicked

swear I don’t know the person you mentioned! Our boss, Hamish, left, and everyone else in Quawak was taken away. I was the only

the culprit was