Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 189

She had heard from acquaintances at the police station that Charles was planning to leave Fairlake, so why hadn’t he left yet?

With him around, that day was going to be tough for her.

The Lane family’s bodyguards quickly lost their confidence when faced with the police officers brandishing stun batons.

Samantha sat on the ground, feeling utterly defeated.

However, as Charles entered, his gaze remained fixed on Gwendolyn.

Maintaining an upright and composed posture, he walked over to sit beside Gwendolyn.

The latter unconsciously furrowed her brows but quickly concealed any underlying emotions. She then redirected her attention to Shirley and Samantha across from her.

“Samantha, I don’t feel like wasting any more time on this. The police station will handle the crimes you and the Lane family committed. You will repay every penny of the money you owe me with interest. If the funds are insufficient, you’ll have to sell properties or mortgage Lane Group.”

Shirley and Samantha felt resigned, but under Charles’ pressure, they remained silent and played dumb.

Gwendolyn gently smoothed her skirt and looked at Charles beside her, her eyes filled with tenderness.

“Charles, I’m feeling slightly tired, so I’ll leave the rest to you. By the way, Samantha has a penchant for tearing paper. How about letting her tear all the papers in the hallway into shreds before taking them back to the police station? What do you think?”

Charles raised his gaze, his deep and gentle blue eyes meeting hers.

“All right, I’ll do as you say, but…”

He paused for a moment and gently took hold of Gwendolyn’s hand before continuing, “I’ve done you such a big favor, yet you stood me up last night. It’s time to make up to me, don’t you think?”

Gwendolyn smiled, her eyes filled with warmth and her voice velvety. “Of course, to make it up to you, why don’t you come to Bay Villa tonight after you finish work? I’ll personally cook you a meal. How does that sound?”

Charles was pleasantly surprised.

On second thought, he remembered that annoying person in her villa. “But there’s someone in your villa who I’d rather not see.”

“That’s not a big deal.”

Gwendolyn shrugged indifferently. “He’s just my servant. We’ll have a few drinks together in the evening, and I’ll have him stand by to pour your drinks. How about that?”

Charles looked at her calm expression, his eyes filled with indulgence. Then, he smiled and replied, “All right, whatever you say.”

“I’ll head back now and wait for you tonight.”

She withdrew her hand from Charles’ palm and turned to look at Justin. “Stay here and see if Charles needs any further assistance. No slacking off.”

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

After giving her instructions, Gwendolyn shifted her gaze away, turned around, and left Bay Villa, leaving the stage to Charles and the police officers.

It wasn’t until she got into the car that her expression gradually turned cold.

She opened the wet wipes in her bag and cleaned her hands.

With the Lane family matter resolved and still having some time on her hands, she made a trip to Angle to check on the recent progress of Joaquin’s and Jennifer’s shoots.

She stayed busy until the afternoon, then returned to Bay Villa two hours earlier than expected.

Upon her return, she found Maverick squatting on the ground, cleaning the floor.

With the special drug in his body already wearing off, he found these household chores much easier to handle.

Noticing Gwendolyn’s early return, Maverick felt somewhat curious. “You’re back so early today. It’s only mid-afternoon. I suppose you’re not ready for dinner yet?”

Gwendolyn nodded gently and stood motionless at the door.

Maverick instinctively set aside his task, washed his hands, and walked over to help her fetch the slippers from the shoe cabinet and neatly place them before her.

He then assisted her in removing her coat and hung it on the coat rack.

After completing these tasks, he resumed cleaning the floor.

Instead of heading upstairs, Gwendolyn sat on the sofa and silently observed Maverick as he mopped the floor.

After a few minutes, she finally spoke. “Put aside what you’re doing and come here.”

“All right.”