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Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 181

Charles was taken aback, his eyes serious as he said, “I’ve been busy dealing with the matters at the Central Intelligence Agency during the day, so I didn’t inquire about last night’s case. I really don’t know, but…”
He paused slightly, visibly embarrassed. He stared at Gwendolyn and went on, “Sorry, Gwen. I was upset with you last night, so I didn’t stop Matthew from taking you away, causing you to have suffered at the police station all night. But you must believe I would never change; I am always your Charles!”

He reached out and held Gwendolyn’s slender ones.

“Of course I believe in you.” Gwendolyn smiled and withdrew her hand. Then, she gracefully tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “By the way, my money has been with Lane Group for far too long. I’ve been longing to take it back. I need your help again with this matter.”

Without hesitation, Charles replied, “Sure. I will always be there to help you as long as you say the word.”

Gwendolyn’s eyes curved into a smile, exuding warmth and tenderness.

They chatted leisurely for a while and finished their meal at eight o’clock.

Gwendolyn declined Charles’ offer to accompany her, and she drove back to Bay Villa with Ezra and Justin.

As soon as she got into the back seat, the gentle smile on her face froze instantly as her face turned cold and stern.

The temperature inside the car plummeted.

Ezra and Justin noticed that she was in a bad mood, so they did not dare to speak at all.

Upon arriving at Bay Villa, Gwendolyn was surprised to see the living room with the lights on. After asking William, she found out that her third brother, Treyton, had come to visit.

She opened the door and walked in and caught sight of Treyton sitting on the couch with a weird expression on his face.

“Treyton, what’s wrong?”

Treyton blinked and pointed to the phone in his hand, whispering, “It’s Asher. He called you but you didn’t pick up, so he called me instead.”

Gwendolyn held her breath momentarily as she could hear her heart pounding rapidly.

Gwendolyn was not afraid of anything. She even dared to confront her father directly. However, there was only one person she was fearful of—her elder brother, Asher.

Taking in Treyton’s contorted face, she guessed that something terrible was up.

Gwendolyn felt her legs turn to jelly. She said aggrievedly, “Treyton, don’t call him. Let me catch my breath first.”

“Gwendolyn Shalders Harris.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a stern voice suddenly came through Treyton’s phone. It was Asher.

Damn it!

She was speechless.

So the phone was connected all along and even on speaker mode!

She could sense that Asher was mad at her as he had called her by her full name.

There was no way to avoid it. Gwendolyn, trembling, took the phone and said in a soft, sweet voice, “Asher, I’m sorry. I was wrong. Please don’t be mad at me…”

“What did you do wrong?”

On the other end of the phone, Asher’s voice was cold and emotionless.

Treyton stood silently beside her as he held his breath and dared not utter a single word.

Gwendolyn hesitated for a long time.

Truth be told, she didn’t know either. “Whatever you say.”

“Gwendolyn Shalders Harris!” Asher said through gritted teeth.

Gwendolyn immediately kneeled down and begged for forgiveness.

“Asher, I was wrong. Please forgive me. I have already got to my knees…”

The man on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds. He suppressed his anger and said, “How many times have you been to a police station? Forget about the past incidents, but you attacked someone in front of so many staff at the bar this time! Gwendolyn, you got some nerve! What if the person had decided to fight back, and you got severely injured?”

Gwendolyn pouted, feeling displeased, but when she looked up, she saw Treyton gesturing for her not to add fuel to the fire.

“I was wrong. I won’t do it again next time.” She softened her tone as she admitted her mistake.

Hmph! I didn’t do anything wrong, and I’ll do it again next time!

Asher sighed resignedly. After recollecting himself, he said coldly, “Since you’re already kneeling, then kneel for an hour. Treyton, keep an eye on her. Any problem with that?”

“Huh?”

Yes, I got a problem with that! A big one!

Gwendolyn felt particularly aggrieved and whined, “Asher, the floor here is made of marble. My knees will swell up if I kneel on it…”

“It seems you still haven’t learned your lesson, so let it be two hours, then.”

“Asher!”

“Another word from you and it’ll be four hours.”

Gwendolyn finally gave in. “Fine! Just two hours. I accept the punishment!”

How ruthless!

Are men involved in both the legal and illegal worlds always this strict?

Finally, the phone call ended. Her eyes were now misty with tears, and she looked at Treyton pleadingly. “Treyton…”

Treyton reassured her, “Don’t worry, Kiddo. Just hold on for a while. I’ll be right here with you.”

By sitting there? Treyton is heartless too!

Treyton turned on his phone camera and focused it on Gwendolyn. “Kneel properly and make yourself look pitiful. Hurry up, I’m sending this to Asher.”

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