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Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 641

Chapter 641 Her Transformation In Just A Year

Noticing her unnatural expression, Nico gently stroked her cheek. “You don’t have to meet them if you

don’t want to.”

Summer took in a deep breath. “No. I have to.”

She held his hands firmly and asked with uncertainty, “Nico, if we get engaged and eventually married, will you ever abandon me? Like how my father once abandoned me and sold me to a foreign country…”

Nico sighed, locking eyes with her and speaking with determination. “No, never. I’m a man of my word. Once I’ve made a choice, I won’t turn back or have any regrets. Since I’ve decided to get engaged to you, no matter what happens, I’ll only acknowledge you as my life partner for the rest of my life.”

His tone was as serious as when discussing work, but every word carried a heartfelt promise that stirred deep emotions within Summer, rendering her speechless.

“I’m glad to hear your reassurance. It’s time for me to cut ties with family members who have never truly cared about me,” she uttered.

Nico gently caressed her head.

With him by her side, Summer felt secure and brave enough to do what she needed to do.

After leaving the amusement park, they drove in a luxurious car to a modest rental house in a less bustling area of Salinsburgh.

Caleb Rongsler and his family had already relocated from one place to another for the fifth time.

The relentless pressure from debt collectors had made life extremely difficult for his family.

Nico and Summer walked through the corridors of a rather run-down rental building, following the house numbers.

As they were approaching the unit, Summer said, “Nico, please wait here for a moment.”

Nico responded steadily. “All right. I’ll wait for you in the corridor.”

Summer hurriedly ascended the stairs, taking them three steps at a time, until she found the rental unit with the number 555.

The old building had poor soundproofing, and as she stood in front of the door, she could already hear two familiar voices engaged in a heated argument inside.

A sharp and piercing female voice exclaimed, “Are you gambling again? Don’t you think we already have enough debt collectors on our tails? How did I end up marrying such a spineless loser like you?”

A deep voice belonging to a middle-aged man rang out. “I may be a loser, but you’re not any better. Just look at what your body has become! I sent you to the red-light district not long ago, yet you couldn’t even earn a single cent. You still have to rely on me!”

“Rely on you?” The woman let out a cold snort. “Don’t flatter yourself. It was only because we sold that girl that we barely managed to make ends meet. It has nothing to do with you.”

“Did you not see how emaciated she was before? If it weren’t for me, could you have sold her for such a good price? Otherwise, what would you have eaten and drunk all this time?” he retorted.

“You’re such a despicable father. I can’t believe you sold off your own daughter!” she mocked.

The man retorted, “You were the one who kept pushing me to sell her off for money. If I end up in jail because of this, you’ll have your share of the blame!”

The argument between the two was so loud that not only Summer, who was standing outside the door, could hear it, but even Nico, who was near the stairway, could clearly make out their voices.

Summer maintained a poker face, her heart growing colder by the moment.

Knock Knock!

She lightly rapped her knuckles on the door a few times, but the noise of the argument inside quickly drowned out her knocking.

Summer’s frustration mounted when no one came to open the door. Her face grew indifferent as she forcefully kicked the door twice.

The aged iron door, already fragile, made a loud banging sound, swaying as if it was on the verge of collapse.

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