Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 165

The two of them quickly left the villa.

While they were en route to the suburbs, Maverick, feeling weary, closed his eyes for a brief respite, only to unexpectedly drift off into a deep sleep.

He didn’t sleep well and had a very strange dream.

In his dream, he found himself in a small, empty, and modest cabin.

Bang!

Suddenly, a deafening gunshot rang out from outside the door.

He felt a sharp pain in his chest, and as he looked down, he discovered that his heart had been pierced by a bullet.

Instantly, his entire body became drenched in crimson, as blood spread and stained him in vivid hues of red.

Agonizing pain emanated from his heart, surging through his limbs and coursing through every inch of his body.

He turned around in shock.

In the dim light, Gwendolyn stood by the door, aiming a gun at him.

Her face was as frigid and lifeless as death, devoid of any warmth. Her once warm eyes now gleamed with a chilling cruelty and ruthless detachment.

W-Why…

His eyes reddened. He wanted to approach her to seek an answer to his predicament.

As he took two steps forward, his vision suddenly blurred, and everything before his eyes became drenched in a deep crimson hue. Eventually, he could no longer discern the figure standing before him.

“Boss? Boss!”

As Nico called out twice, Maverick gradually regained consciousness.

“Boss, we’ve arrived. There’s a small path up ahead. To avoid being noticed by Natasha, we need to walk.”

Maverick blinked his tired, dark eyes, instinctively casting a downward gaze toward his heart.

Beneath the suit and shirt, it was pulsating with life and vigor.

However, the intense pain in the dream just now felt all too real.

It was so realistic that he could hardly distinguish between the present and the past, wondering which one was actually an illusion.

Gwendolyn’s ruthless expression flashed before his eyes, causing a sudden sharp pain in his heart.

Nico felt that something was off with Maverick as the latter’s face was pale. He used the back of his hand to feel Maverick’s forehead.

It felt refreshingly cool. There was no sign of a fever.

“Boss, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Boss!”

Nico’s unceasing voice roused Maverick from the memory of the bizarre nightmare.

His complexion gradually returned to its normal hue, and he gracefully stepped out of the car with his long legs. “I’m fine. Let’s go.”

As soon as the duo left Bay Villa to the suburbs, someone reported the news to Charles.

Upon discovering Maverick’s presence in the suburbs, Charles narrowed his deep blue eyes. “What is he doing there?”

The person who came to deliver the message replied with his head lowered, “It seems like he went to meet a woman.”

A woman?

Charles’ lips curled into a slight smile as he recalled Maverick’s deliberate attempts to gain Gwendolyn’s attention at the police station, and the way he had playfully acted pitiful and helpless at the entrance of the station.

During that moment, his eyes were brimming with profound affection, as if his heart and gaze were solely dedicated to Gwendolyn, unable to encompass anyone else.

Yet, he now went behind Gwendolyn’s back to secretly meet another woman.

How interesting!

“Go and gather information about who he met and thoroughly investigate the entire situation. I want to have all the details as quickly as possible.”

“Yes.”

Charles’ deep blue eyes narrowed with amusement as he stood up and headed to Angle Corporation.

Right then, Gwendolyn was sitting in the CEO’s office, tidying up the desk and preparing to leave work.

Charles stood up, gracefully adjusting the collar of his military uniform.

“Come on, let me show you what he does behind your back.”

In the tranquil suburban cottage, the golden hues of the setting sun bathed the surroundings in a warm glow.

The worn wooden door creaked open.

As Nico concealed himself in the shadows, Maverick, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun, entered the house.

Natasha was sitting on the small bed, lost in thought. Upon hearing the sound, she turned around and saw him. In that instant, her eyes filled with tears of joy.

She struggled to get out of bed, and in her haste, she stumbled and fell to the ground. She scrambled up and clumsily made her way toward Maverick.

“Mave! I was wrong, Mave! I shouldn’t have believed Samantha that day, and I shouldn’t have allowed her bodyguard to attempt to harm you! I still love you deeply. They have left me here, abandoned and vulnerable. Only you can save me now!”

Maverick stood tall and rigid; his gaze fixed on her without a hint of emotion.

“I’m not here to save you. However, if you can provide me with a full explanation of everything you know, I can ensure your safety in prison. You will be protected from any further mistreatment, and you will have the chance to live out the remainder of your life in relative peace.”

When she heard this, Natasha’s tears fell heavily onto the floor.

“Mave, you’re so heartless! Even if you disregard my attempt on saving your life, we were once childhood friends. How can you condemn me to return to that hellish existence?”

Maverick’s indifferent expression remained unchanged. “Sending you back to prison and allowing you to live a peaceful life is the best outcome. It’s also an exchange for your confession. Isn’t living better than dying?”

Natasha’s face was stained with tears.

She never imagined that she would end up in such a situation. If she hadn’t returned to the country and fought for the title of Mrs. Wright, she would probably still be living a carefree life abroad.

The more she thought about it, the more upset she became, and she cried out with all her strength.

Maverick stood there quietly, his gaze unwavering and completely unfazed.

Meanwhile, outside the cabin, Charles had his subordinates cunningly lure Nico away, who had been secretly protecting Maverick.

Then, standing far away from the cabin with Gwendolyn, they peered through the small window to observe the situation inside the house.

Charles flashed a wicked grin and whispered, “Gwen, behold your clever little pet. Not only did he find his long-lost lover, but he also clandestinely met with her in the suburbs. He’s two-faced, putting on a facade in front of you while acting differently behind your back. You can’t keep such a pet around.”