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.

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 for

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

Undeniably, he hesitated.

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

information might be true. It presented a perfect opportunity for him to save Gwendolyn if he acted on

possess her as his own. The

Charles found it hard to breathe. He pulled over to the side of the

it ended in failure, he believed it would provide closure to the decade

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

approached, the red sky reflected off Charles’ conflicted

Time was running out.

the steering wheel firmly, then loosened his grip before tightening them again, the repetitive motion mirroring the turmoil inside

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

launched a large-scale search operation in the

idle and decided to search for the old fisherman at

residence, he was taken aback by the

and limping gait remaining the same, his appearance

warmth and politeness, he inquired, “Sir,

old man tensed up when

“What are

“N-Nothing. I…”

for the elderly man to finish explaining, Cedrick forcefully

with a thud. He let out a pained howl, clutching his back in

time from the pain of having his beard forcibly

man like you needs a fake beard?

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

and indifferent expression, Cedrick narrowed

stunned. “Joe? Who’s that? I

a murderous aura, Cedrick kicked the man’s stomach with

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

was one step