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.

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 could possibly

pressed the brake. The

Undeniably, he hesitated.

already found Gwendolyn and apprehended the culprit in Quawak. Perhaps his trip would be in vain, and the person who sold him the information

that the information might be true. It presented a perfect opportunity for him to save Gwendolyn if

couldn’t ignore the chance to rescue Gwendolyn and possess her as his own.

his dilemma, Charles found it hard to breathe. He pulled over to the side of the road, giving himself a moment

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

ignore the responsibility he had toward his arranged marriage with Whitney. Her illness made it all the

sky reflected off Charles’ conflicted blue

Time was running out.

grip before tightening

Charles took a deep breath and made a resolute decision. He slammed

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

and decided to search for the old fisherman at

he was taken aback by the change in

hunched back and limping gait remaining the same,

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

old man tensed up

“What are you

“N-Nothing. I…”

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

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

hissed again, this time from the

really expect me to believe that an elderly man like you needs a fake beard? Maybe I

I was forced to do this!” the man begged, abandoning the jaded

Cedrick narrowed his eyes and

Who’s that? I really don’t

aura, Cedrick kicked the

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

again, the culprit was one step ahead of