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.

It’s fine if you don’t care about sending your sick wife to the hospital,

pressed the brake. The luxury car slowed down on the road, but he didn’t

Undeniably, he hesitated.

already found Gwendolyn and apprehended the culprit in Quawak. Perhaps his trip

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

ignore the chance to rescue Gwendolyn and possess her as his own. The possibility, no matter how slight,

pulled over to the side of the road, giving himself a moment of respite, and fell into deep

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

couldn’t ignore the responsibility he had toward his arranged marriage with Whitney. Her illness

sky

Time was running out.

before tightening them again, the repetitive motion mirroring

and made a resolute decision. He slammed on the accelerator, his gaze filled

immediately launched a large-scale search operation in the area, meticulously conducting

and decided to search for the

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

back and limping gait remaining the same, his appearance and aura

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

man tensed up

“What are you

“N-Nothing. I…”

man to finish explaining, Cedrick forcefully tugged his collar backward

fell to the ground with a thud. He let out

this time from the pain of having his

man like you needs a

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

a cold and indifferent expression, Cedrick narrowed his eyes

Who’s that? I really don’t

a murderous aura, Cedrick kicked the man’s stomach

Hamish, left, and everyone else in Quawak was taken away. I was the

again, the culprit was one