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.

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

his grip on the steering wheel and slowly pressed the brake. The luxury car

Undeniably, he hesitated.

his trip would be in vain,

the chance that the information might be true. It presented

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

breathe. He pulled over to the side of the road,

considered the possibility of continuing forward and silently finding Gwendolyn. Even if it ended in failure,

with Whitney. Her illness made it all the more crucial for him to be there

approached, the red sky reflected off Charles’

Time was running out.

loosened his grip before tightening them again, the

decision. He slammed

Bureau of Investigation’s team wasted no time. They immediately launched a

search for the old fisherman at

arrived at the man’s residence, he was taken

back and limping gait remaining the same, his appearance

the elderly man from behind, grabbing his collar discreetly. With warmth and politeness, he

man tensed up when

“What are you

“N-Nothing. I…”

finish explaining, Cedrick forcefully tugged his collar backward

the ground with a thud. He let out

sudden, the man hissed again, this time from the pain of having

needs a fake

do this!” the man begged, abandoning the jaded voice he had used during his

cold and indifferent expression, Cedrick narrowed his

Who’s that? I really don’t

aura, Cedrick kicked

everyone else in Quawak was taken away. I was the only one left behind. I’ve never

was