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.

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 for days and won’t reply to messages. What

wheel and slowly pressed the brake. The luxury car slowed down on

Undeniably, he hesitated.

culprit in Quawak. Perhaps his trip would be in

true. It presented a perfect opportunity

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

hard to breathe. He pulled over to the side

silently finding Gwendolyn. Even if it ended in failure, he believed it would provide

had toward his arranged marriage with Whitney. Her illness made

sky reflected

Time was running out.

before tightening them again, the repetitive

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

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

to search for the old fisherman at

he was taken aback by the change

gait remaining the same, his appearance and aura had undergone a

discreetly. With warmth and

old man tensed up when he

“What are you

“N-Nothing. I…”

Cedrick forcefully tugged his collar

thud. He

a sudden, the man hissed again, this time from the pain

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

the man begged, abandoning the

a cold and indifferent expression, Cedrick narrowed his eyes and demanded, “Where is

“Joe? Who’s that? I really

Cedrick kicked the man’s stomach with

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

was