Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Gwendolyn clenched her jaw. Instead of slowing down, she floored the accelerator and picked up speed. Her eyes glimmered with a fiery resolve as if she was ready to take them on.

Both black car drivers were taken aback as she drove towards them without hesitation.

Two seconds before they were about to bump into each other, the black cars retreated in unison, allowing Gwendolyn’s Volkswagen Santana to slip away through the small gap between them.

Before she could heave a sigh of relief, the black cars immediately came after her.

Gwendolyn wanted to go around in circles to shake them off, but her Volkswagen Santana wasn’t quick enough to do so.

She bit her lip, but her heart was unusually calm.

Through the rearview mirror, she roughly estimated the number of occupants in the black cars.

There were five people in each black car including the driver.

There were ten strong, burly men in total.

I’ll be at a disadvantage if the fight continues for too long. If I use my abilities wisely, however, I may have a sixty percent chance of emerging victorious. I’ll have to confront them no matter what. I’m feeling grumpy today, so it’ll feel nice to have a good fight! F*ck it!

After making up her mind, she drove her car toward an abandoned building on the outskirts. Her face showed a steely determination as she pulled into the parking lot.

The black cars skidded to a halt behind her, and ten intimidating burly men armed with batons got down.

Gwendolyn leaned on her car casually with her arms folded.

The thugs‘ faces lit up with excitement when they saw her voluptuous figure clothed in a snug white dress.

They were convinced they had struck gold by accepting this deal.

Without fear, Gwendolyn swept her gaze over them and parted her lips to ask, “Tell me. Who sent you here?”

The thug leader leered at her. “Beautiful, don’t blame us for what’s about to happen. Blame yourself for crossing someone you shouldn’t have.”

point in asking who hired them, as they obviously wouldn’t reveal their employer’s identity.

before them, she kicked off her high heels as her lips curled. A cold gleam filled her eyes as she

the ten thugs raised their

Honk, honk, honk!

far away, a car started

Huracan drifted seamlessly

no

of the car for his poor driving

out of the car with a cold expression after it screeched to a

stature exuded an intimidating aura, making him seem like

thugs jaws dropped wide open at

dark gaze was blazing with fury as he strode past Gwendolyn and aimed a swift kick at one

their batons

was here to save a damsel in distress, Gwendolyn put on her high heels and leaned back against her car to witness the heroic battle that was about to unfold.

thrilled that someone was here to

swift and merciless. In just a few minutes, he managed to take down most of the

cracked his hands, his gaze as dark and foreboding as the night

frosty gaze. His legs trembled profusely as he fell to his knees and begged, “Please spare me. I’ll leave right away! I promise I won’t bother

over in her high heels. Grabbing the leader’s collar, she shot him

any job as long as the client is willing

huh?” Gwendolyn raised her

by Gwendolyn’s harsh slap. He took one look at Maverick’s murderous glare and wailed, “Gorgeous! No, Goddess! I swear I don’t know anything! The client paid us handsomely

him flying straight

echoed as the man

glance at Maverick as he was the one who had delivered the kick. “Why didn’t you

nasty. Don’t tell me

I couldn’t control my rage. Despite our separation, she’s still my ex–wife, and I won’t allow anyone else

kicked him, so he didn’t experience any pain at all. You should’ve tortured him while he was conscious. The agony will make him long for death.

was speechless. It turns out I was wrong. She isn’t kind at all, for she