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.

care about sending your sick wife to

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

Undeniably, he hesitated.

Gwendolyn and apprehended the culprit in Quawak. Perhaps his trip would be in vain,

the information might be true. It presented

chance to rescue Gwendolyn and possess her as his own. The possibility, no

hard to breathe. He pulled over to the side of the road, giving himself a moment of respite, and fell

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

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

the red sky

Time was running out.

before tightening them

resolute decision. He

in Quawak, the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s team wasted no time. They immediately launched a large-scale search operation in the area, meticulously conducting a census and

to search for the old fisherman

he arrived at the man’s residence, he was taken aback by the change in the

limping gait remaining the same, his

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

man tensed up when he heard

chuckled. “What are you afraid

“N-Nothing. I…”

elderly man to finish explaining, Cedrick forcefully tugged his collar backward and threw him onto

with a thud. He let out a pained howl, clutching

man hissed again, this time from the pain of having

you really expect me to believe that an elderly man like you needs a fake beard? Maybe I should check if your skin

the man begged, abandoning

expression, Cedrick narrowed

“Joe? Who’s that? I

murderous aura, Cedrick kicked the man’s stomach

and everyone else in Quawak was taken away. I was the only one left behind. I’ve

was