Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 196

The two of them, one leading and the other following, arrived at a secluded corner near the villa’s back door.

“Why do you have such a solemn expression on, Mr. Wright? What do you want to talk about?” asked Justin.

“There’s no need for pretense in front of me. I know you have ulterior motives for being by Gwendolyn’s side.”

Instantly, a wicked grin spread across Justin’s face.

“Since you’ve realized it, my apologies!”

He covertly reached for a small knife at his waist, swiftly aiming to stab Maverick’s throat.

Maverick skillfully took a half-step back.

Within three swift moves, he had Justin subdued.

Justin’s hands were forcefully restrained behind his back, causing him to fear that his arms would be dislocated. The pain was so excruciating that his complexion grew pale.

“Just kill me. I won’t be able to fulfill the assigned mission anyway. Sooner or later, I will meet my demise,” he uttered.

Maverick chuckled softly and released him, saying, “Why would I want to kill you? I am here simply to have a conversation with you. I have no interest in you or your life.”

Justin couldn’t understand the man’s intentions.

“Don’t you truly love Ms. Shalders? I was sent here to harm her. Now that you have exposed my true identity, why aren’t you making a move?” he asked in puzzlement.

Maverick gazed at the man with deep, intense eyes and remarked, “You have feelings for her, don’t you?”

Instantly, Justin’s face flushed crimson.

“N-No… How could I!”

Maverick had always been astute in discerning a man’s intentions.

Ever since he realized his love for Gwendolyn, he discovered a newfound ability to perceive, from a man’s gaze, whether or not they harbored feelings for her.

“You must have feelings for her. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have concealed your intentions for such a long time without taking action. There’s no need to hide it any longer. Tell me your plan, and perhaps I can assist you in resolving the matter,” Maverick proposed.

Justin locked gazes with Maverick, finding himself strangely drawn to the man’s aura.

He recognized that Maverick was no ordinary individual, and it appeared that discussing a solution with him was the only viable course of action.

There was nothing Justin could do but take the leap of faith and trust Maverick this once.

At that, Justin began to say, “Three days later in the evening, they want me to lure Ms. Shalders to an abandoned warehouse in the eastern suburbs. This time, they have arranged numerous ambushes, and the mysterious man in black whom Ms. Shalders has been investigating will also make an appearance. If Ms. Shalders goes, I’m afraid the odds will be against her.”

He then let out a sigh and continued, “Ms. Shalders is the only one who genuinely cares for me, and I cannot bear to cause her harm. However, if she doesn’t perish, I will. I am under constant surveillance and cannot escape. Do you have a plan, Mr. Wright?”

Maverick contemplated for a moment, his dark eyes composed and unwavering.

He narrowed his gaze and spoke, “Inform them that you will handle it. I will keep this matter undisclosed to Gwendolyn, and you need not disclose it to her either.”

“Huh?” Justin was taken aback. “So, three days later…”

Maverick’s serene eyes gleamed. “I shall undertake this task.”

In the afternoon, Maverick refrained from venturing outside.

Instead, he diligently cleaned the entire villa, ensuring that every chore was meticulously completed.

As the time approached for Gwendolyn to finish her work, he made his way to the kitchen and commenced the preparation of their dinner.

These remaining days by her side were dwindling, and he yearned to present her with an assortment of delectable dishes each day.

Even if she wouldn’t miss his presence, perhaps her stomach would retain memories of him.

With this thought in mind, a faint smile graced his lips.

Suddenly, his phone rang, indicating an incoming message.

Glancing at it, he discovered a text from Nico, containing only an exclamation mark.

Maverick’s smile suddenly froze, and his countenance involuntarily turned grave.

It was a covert signal, indicating an urgent matter at hand.

Maverick glanced at his wristwatch. There were still forty minutes before Gwendolyn finished work, so he quietly drove to the suburbs, where Charles was being held.

Nico paced anxiously along the roadside, anticipating his arrival.

Upon spotting Maverick’s approaching vehicle, Nico hastened and took the passenger seat.

In a hushed tone, he whispered into Maverick’s ear, “Boss, someone from Salinsburgh has arrived!”