Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 176

Gwendolyn turned around, her eyes filled with a mixture of anger and hatred as she glared back.

It was then she noticed that the person who was stopping her was none other than Charles.

Charles narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression serious. “Gwen, you can’t take matters into your own hands. Since I’m here, you should hand over this matter to me. I’ll bring him back to Fairlake Police Station for questioning,” said the man in a measured tone.

“He wanted to throw sulfuric acid on my face, so I fought back. Is that not allowed?” Gwendolyn’s tone was cold as she attempted to pull her hand back.

Charles tightened his grip around her wrist, refusing to let go. His expression remained stern as he uttered, “He hurt someone, so he deserves punishment. But if you hurt him too, you’re no different from him. Don’t forget that we’re at a bar. Even if you clear out the customers, there are still staff watching. They’re all witnesses.”

She paused for a moment, the corners of her mouth forming a sneer. “But I’ve already made a move. What are you going to do about it?”

Charles was silent for a long time before saying, “I can pretend I didn’t see anything and help you clean up the mess, but you can’t hit him anymore. Maverick is just your housekeeper and your pet now. There’s no need for you to get yourself into trouble because of him.”

His words left Gwendolyn greatly shocked. “If Maverick hadn’t shielded me, it would be my face that’s injured now. How could you still say something like that?”

The man was at a loss for words.

Gwendolyn forcefully shook off his hand, her cold eyes staring at him in disbelief. “Charles, you’ve become so unfamiliar to me now.”

Charles’ pupils quivered slightly, and his deep blue irises vaguely showed hurt. Silently, he took a step back, no longer trying to stop her actions.

With nothing stepping in her way, Gwendolyn smirked coldly and crouched down in front of the man again. “Come on, let’s continue.”

“No… don’t…”

Ignoring his pleas for mercy, Gwendolyn once again aimed at the back of his left hand, raising the wine bottle high.

“Stop it!” Just as the blow was about to land, a voice sounded from the doorway, instantly stopping Gwendolyn.

The commander of the Public Security Division, Matthew, had rushed to the scene with a team of police officers.

“Mr. Newton, you’re here too.” Matthew burst in and saw Charles first, so he greeted the latter. After noticing Charles’ lack of expression, he then stepped forward and snatched the wine bottle from Gwendolyn’s hand.

Upon seeing the terrible state of the man on the ground, he let out a soft hiss. She’s really a ruthless woman.

Matthew carefully observed Charles next to him, noticing the man’s unpleasant expression and lack of intention to chime in, before saying, “Ms. Shalders, we received a report that someone was causing trouble at the bar. We’d appreciate it if you could come with us.”

Gwendolyn smiled faintly, and her voice was soft and gentle. “He splashed sulfuric acid on me and hurt my people. I’m just seeking revenge. It’s just that I accidentally went overboard for a bit.”

Matthew glanced at half of the man’s face, which was a bloody mess from being slashed by the broken wine bottle. He unconsciously swallowed his saliva. Did she really go overboard by accident?

He then said in a serious tone, “Ms. Shalders, to find out the details of the exact situation, we must first go to the police station. Please come with us.”

Gwendolyn blinked her beautiful eyes at him. “Investigation and questioning are fine by me, but how long will it take?”

Matthew put the electronic handcuffs on her while replying, “We’re uncertain about that. It depends on whether or not you’ve actually committed a crime.”

The other police officers also stepped forward, placing handcuffs on William and Quinton, respectively.

Jasmine heard the commotion and ran forward, grabbing onto Charles. “Charles, they’re taking Gwendolyn away! You can’t just stand by and do nothing! Charles!”

Nevertheless, the man remained silent, his eyes deeply fixated on Gwendolyn’s retreating figure as she was led away.

Seeing that her persuasion was in vain, Jasmine wanted to step forward and stop them, but she was blocked by Charles’ men. In the end, all she could do was watch helplessly as Gwendolyn was taken away by the police car.

Maverick, feeling weak and drained of his stamina, fainted for several hours before finally waking up in a groggy state.

The wound on his back had already been bandaged and treated. The doctor, seeing his great physique yet such frail body, felt deeply distressed. In addition to the anti-inflammatory liquid, the doctor also gave him an extra bag of nutritional fluid.

When he woke up in the ward, it was already late at night. Elven and Ezra were fast asleep, sitting on the bed next to him.

After looking around the room, Maverick could not find the reassuring figure he was looking for.

He called out of subconscious panic and woke Elven up. “Where is Gwendolyn?”

Elven yawned. “Ms. Shalders is probably dealing with the mess at the bar. I guess she must have finished by now and gone back to the villa to rest.”

Maverick’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his deep voice trembled a bit. “She… hasn’t been here?”

Elven replied, “No, she asked Ezra and me to bring you to the hospital.”

Maverick’s dark eyes gradually dimmed, and a burning pain gripped his heart.

The pain was even more intense than having sulfuric acid splashed on his back.

Seeing Maverick’s distressed expression, Elven quickly comforted him, “Don’t worry, Mr. Wright. It’s quite late, and Ms. Shalders must be tired after handling everything. I’m sure she’ll come over first thing tomorrow morning.”

Maverick’s pale, thin lips pressed into a straight line, not saying a word. He turned over and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

Yet, he knew deep down that since Gwendolyn did not come tonight, she probably would not show up tomorrow either.

It was a sleepless night for Maverick.