Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 291

Chapter 291 Drama At The Ferguson Residence 

Gwendolyn was not there. 

The only people lying in bed were two men! 

Everyone was shocked to see two naked male bodies on the bed. 

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Sherman exhibited an abnormal complexion on his face, appearing dazed. The other man was restrained with bound hands and feet, and a gag covered his mouth. His body displayed visible marks of recent intimacy. 

Nico rubbed his nose and chuckled. “Mr. Ferguson’s taste is indeed unique!” 

Eloise, who had been expecting Cedrick to explode, was puzzled when she saw how composed he was. 

It was not until she clearly saw who was on the bed that she understood. “What are you doing here? Where’s Gwendolyn?” 

To her astonishment, the man on the bed was none other than Samuel, the male housekeeper she had sent to drug Gwendolyn! 

Wyatt and Emma were just as dumbfounded. 

Wyatt roared, “You useless brat! You’ve tarnished the reputation of the Ferguson family!” 

Emma, too, was at a loss for words. She exclaimed, “Pull up the blanket! This is so embarrassing!” 

Yet, no one heard what she said as they were still taken aback by what they saw. 

The room was abuzz with noises amidst the terrified muffled sounds Samuel made. 

Meanwhile, Sherman seemed to be in a deranged state. He hugged Samuel and kissed him repeatedly. “Gwendolyn, you’re finally mine. Gwendolyn, my Gwen…” 

Cedrick’s eyes darkened, and in an instant, a surge of killing intent arose. “How dare he utter my fiancée’s name! Nico, beat him up!” 

“Yes, Boss!” Nico got up and punched Sherman twice in his face. 

The blows caused bruises to bloom on Sherman’s face, and a tiny bit of blood trickled from his cut lip. He also appeared disoriented. 

Nico grabbed his hair and pointed at Samuel. “Mr. Ferguson, take a closer look at the man you slept with!” 

Under the influence of drugs, Sherman was unable to see and think clearly. Like a broken record, he repeated, “Gwendolyn, you’re mine! You must marry me…” 

Wyatt felt utterly embarrassed and planned to drive Cedrick and Treyton away. After all, this was a family matter that needed to be dealt with behind closed doors. 

However, before he could speak, a clear and feminine voice sounded from outside the door. 

“Did someone call for me? What did I miss? I just went away to do some stuff.” Gwendolyn smirked, exuding her usual noble and aloof demeanor. 

She was not alone, 

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Behind her stood the journalists who had been in the garden earlier. They swiftly aimed their cameras at the Epean–style bed and began capturing photos. 

Neville also wore a duckbill cap and blended in with the crowd. In his hands, he held a video camera as he broadcasted the scene live to the screen in the garden downstairs. 

In the garden, a high–definition screen was displaying a backdrop for a popular female celebrity performing on stage. 

Suddenly, the screen’s image shifted, displaying the intertwined figures on the bed inside the Ferguson residence. 

The entire audience erupted in an uproar, many of them shocked to the point where their jaws almost dropped. 

For the socialites, this was their first time witnessing two men engaging in intimacy. Taken aback, they let out shrill screams, their faces turning pale. 

The garden descended into chaos. 

“Oh, my god! Didn’t the housekeeper say that Ms. Harris slept with Mr. Sherman? How did it become him sleeping with a man instead?” 

“S6, Mr. Ferguson is into… Oh, my god, that’s disgusting! How could he do such a thing during his sister’s birthday party? This is too much! His initial plan was to tarnish Ms. Gwendolyn’s reputation. I can’t believe the Fergusons have resorted to such a dirty tactic!” another guest echoed. 

Before this, Sherman had always appeared as a soft–spoken and humble gentleman, always treating others with kindness. 

Yet, the good reputation he had cautiously cultivated over the last two decades was completely shattered by this live broadcast on the big screen. 

Some people began to mock and ridicule him, while others took pleasure in the misfortune, capturing the scene with their phones. 

Some ill–tempered individuals from prominent families even started smashing their wine glasses, vowing to break business ties with the Ferguson family. 

Things were no better inside the villa. 

When Cedrick saw Gwendolyn coming in, he walked over, stood before her, and covered her eyes. 

Gwendolyn, displeased with his action, pouted and insisted, “I want to see what’s so special about it. Let me take a look.” 

Cedrick’s displeasure was evident on his face as he lifted her in his arms. His deep voice carried a gentle tone. “You’re the youngest here, and what you’ll see might not be appropriate for your age. Come, let’s go back.” 

Gwendolyn wrapped her hands around his neck, not struggling or refuting. 

As they were about to walk out of the door. Cedrick halted, his tone icy as he addressed Wyatt. “This is not the end of it. Just wait and see!”