Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 202

Although Gwendolyn first heaved a sigh of relief, it was soon replaced by anger. “Why didn’t you answer the phone?”

The man’s tone was tinged with sleepiness and fatigue as he replied, “I was asleep. It’s already so late. Why haven’t you turned in? Did something happen?”

“Nothing. I couldn’t sleep.”

“Do you want me to keep you company?”

“Mm,” Gwendolyn responded softly. When she recalled the dream she had earlier, she reprimanded him sternly, “I’m reminding you again. You’re not allowed to go anywhere for two days. Also, keep your phone ringer volume at the highest! You must answer my calls no matter what!”

On the other end of the line, Maverick was silent for a moment before replying faintly, “Okay. Are you feeling sleepy now?”

“I’m not tired.”

“Shall I tell you a story?”

“Don’t.”

“Then, are you hungry? You can give me your address, and I’ll get something delivered to you.”

“I’m not hungry.”

Maverick was speechless. She’s truly a conversation killer. How am I supposed to keep the flow going?

Unable to sleep, Gwendolyn settled for Maverick telling her a story in the end.

Maverick regaled her with the jokes he had found online.

He was not good at telling jokes, and there were a lot of awkward silences. Hypnotized by his voice, Gwendolyn gradually drifted off to sleep before she knew it.

The next day, Gwendolyn proceeded to carry out her affairs with the order they had settled upon.

Hector stayed at Hecalion Estate for the entire day and never left.

When Gwendolyn saw that it was getting late, she began to feel impatient and sent Treyton to lure him out.

After about half an hour, Hector came out with Treyton. However, he had just exited the villa’s doors when he was suddenly knocked out with a bat.

Hector woke up to find his legs bound to a chair. His mouth was bound, and a table was placed before him.

His surroundings were enclosed and dim. It looked as if he were in a basement.

Baffled, he began to struggle and made desperate noises.

As the door of the basement was thrown open, he saw a woman enter and walk toward him. Her makeup was exquisite, and her eyes were like starry pools that could suck one in. She was gorgeous, like a fairy.

Hector was stunned when he saw the woman. Her sudden appearance had also made him cease to struggle.

Gwendolyn sneered when she saw his reaction. “You must have seen a picture of me recently, Uncle Hector. We’ve not met for so many years, and surely I must have grown more beautiful. Yet, you were able to recognize me at a glance.”

She went over to the table in front of Hector and sat down on the chair opposite. After sitting down, she gave Elven a look.

Elven came forward and tore the tape that was keeping Hector’s mouth shut.

Pain engulfed Hector as some strands of his mustache came off with the tape.

Furious, he glared at Gwendolyn. “I’m your fourth uncle! How dare you use Treyton to bait and kidnap me! Is this how you should treat your elders?”

Gwendolyn rested her chin on her hand, smiling nonchalantly. “It’s not like you were unaware of my lawlessness. Anyway, I have a good attitude! In fact, you’ve become a disgraceful elder and are no longer worthy of respect.”

Hector narrowed his eyes. “Me, disgraceful? I’ve always stayed out of the family’s affairs and enjoyed being an idle person. What is it that I’ve supposedly done?”

“Uncle Hector, I’m sure it will clear things up once you take a look at this.”

Gwendolyn gave Elven another look, prompting the man to put down Charles’ confession in front of Hector.