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.

sighed heavily. “Charles, I’m running out of excuses for your absence. It’s fine if you don’t care about sending your sick wife to the hospital, but you’ve been away

on the steering wheel and slowly pressed the brake. The luxury car slowed down on the road, but

Undeniably, he hesitated.

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

chance that the information might be true. It presented a perfect opportunity for him to

couldn’t ignore the chance to rescue Gwendolyn and possess her as his own. The possibility, no matter how slight, compelled him to

hard to breathe. He pulled over to the

if it ended in failure, he believed it would provide closure to the decade of feelings he held

had toward his arranged marriage with Whitney. Her illness made it all the

red sky reflected

Time was running out.

grip before tightening them again, the repetitive motion mirroring

resolute decision. He slammed on

no time. They immediately launched a large-scale search operation in the area, meticulously

to search for the old fisherman

residence, he was taken aback by the change

remaining the same, his appearance and aura had undergone a

collar discreetly. With warmth and politeness, he inquired, “Sir, how many years have you

man tensed up when

are you afraid

“N-Nothing. I…”

elderly man to finish explaining, Cedrick forcefully

man fell to the ground with a thud. He let out a pained

the man hissed again, this time from the pain

like you needs a fake beard? Maybe I should check if your skin is

don’t, Mr. Jenson. I was forced to do this!” the man begged, abandoning the

indifferent expression, Cedrick narrowed his eyes and

appeared stunned. “Joe? Who’s that?

aura, Cedrick kicked the man’s

you mentioned! Our boss, Hamish, left, and everyone else in Quawak was taken away. I was

was one step