Chapter 180
Wooing My Ex-Wife
Chapter 180 Xavier Xenakis hesitated for a moment and did not move.
After Gwendolyn revealed her identity, Xavier immediately searched for Maverickâs medical records on the computer.
âBesides having a rather weak constitution, basically there are no other issues with this patient.â
He printed out the lab report and handed it to her.
Gwendolyn received it and carefully read through it before she asked, âHow is the wound on his back?â
âItâs just a burn caused by concentrated sulfuric acid. The wound will be healed if the medicine is applied constantly and be careful not to get it wet. But he may have an ugly scar on his back after it heals.â
Gwendolyn went through the lab report once again, and it showed that there were indeed no major issues with Maverickâs health.
She wondered if she could trust the report.
She still could not understand why Maverick was acting so unusual today.
She kept feeling that something was off. It was a strange feeling she couldnât quite put her finger on.
âIs that really so? Dr. Xenakis, donât keep anything from me,â she said while staring intently at Xavier.
Xavierâs expression was calm. He did not seem to be lying. âYes, Ms. Shalders. These are all Mr. Wrightâs test results.â
Am I overthinking?
Gwendolyn gathered her thoughts and said in a solemn manner, âIf Mr. Wright asks if I came over, just keep it a secret.â
Xavier understood and nodded in agreement.
A complete lab report appeared on Xavierâs computer screen as soon as she left.
There were several abnormal physical indicators shown on the screen. Looking at the report, he let out a sigh.
Seriously⦠He sacrifices too much for her!
After leaving Xavierâs office, Gwendolyn returned to Bay Villa.
Justin hurriedly went down and greeted her upon seeing her get out of the car.
âMs. Shalders, I heard you went to the police station last night. They didnât make things difficult for you, did they?â
No sooner had he finished speaking than William, who was the first to get out of the car, walked up to him and threw him a punch.
Justin let out a muffled grunt as he was struck by the punch and staggered back two steps. A bruise immediately formed at the corner of his mouth.
Quinton still wasnât satisfied. Clenching his fist, he said, âMs. Shalders saved you, but you betrayed her. Iâll beat you to death to settle this once and for all!â
âWait!â
Justin reached out to stop him. Looking at the cold-faced Gwendolyn who had just gotten out of the car, he explained, âMs. Shalders, I didnât betray you. Please hear me out. If I wanted to harm you, why would I come back and even contact Ezra?â
Gwendolyn shot him a cold glance and said, âCome in and talk.â
Justin followed her into the living room.
As Gwendolyn sat on the couch, he quietly stood beside her and reported, âLast night, I saw that person in black at the bar again, the one I showed you in the portrait. When I noticed they were about to leave, I hurriedly followed them. In my haste, I forgot to report it beforehand.â
Gwendolyn gracefully poured herself some coffee. Her face was expressionless as she asked casually, âSo, did you catch up with them?â
âI didnâtâ¦â Justin was a bit disheartened. âI chased him all the way out of Realm Bar, but he was too fast for me to catch up. However, Ms. Shalders, I canât help but keep feeling that these past two daysâ events are somehow related to Charles. After all, it was Charles who invited you to the bar, so he should be responsible for this.â
Gwendolyn didnât respond or argue at all. She took a light sip of her coffee and thought for a moment before she answered, âAll right.â
She glanced at Justin and noticed the injury on his face. âQuinton has always been impulsive. Donât take it to heart. Does it hurt?â
Justin rubbed his face and said, âItâs fine. It doesnât affect me too much.â
âAll right, then. From now on, stay by my side just like before.â
âAll right, Ms. Shalders.â
Gwendolyn nodded gently. Justin was about to leave when he was stopped by her again. âHelp me to get in touch with Mr. Newton. If he hasnât left the city yet, tell him that Iâd like to invite him to dinner tonight.â
As she spoke, she was casually playing with the cup in her hand. There was no telling what she was thinking.
In the evening, at Gardens Hotel, although Gwendolyn was the one who invited Charles to dinner, Charles was so overjoyed after he received the invitation that he personally booked the entire rooftop restaurant.
Gwendolyn changed into a sophisticated dark red evening gown. Her makeup was slightly more enchanting than usual. As her red lips curled up slightly, she looked so stunning that one would be envious of her good looks.
Charles could not take his eyes off her.
He gave her a slight bow and gracefully extended his hand. âGwen, you look so gorgeous tonight. Youâre the most stunning little princess in Chanaea.â
Gwendolynâs eyes were bright and clear, and her smile was captivating.
After they sat down, Charles asked, âGwendolyn, what made you suddenly decide to invite me to dinner tonight? Have you⦠come to a decision?â
âCharles, I had a terrible sleep last night. I felt so empty inside knowing youâre leaving Fairlake and not knowing when youâll return.â Gwendolynâs delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly while her slender hands gently covered her chest.
Her voice was gentle and soothing.
With an adorable tone in her voice as she called out âCharles,â coupled with her seemingly heartbroken demeanor, it was hard for Charles to contain his emotions.
âSilly girl, you do care about me, donât you? But donât worry. I have almost settled the matter regarding the Central Intelligence Agency. I should be able to stay in Fairlake for a while longer.â
Upon learning that he wouldnât be leaving for the time being, Gwendolyn was delighted. âThatâs great! Jasmine is also in Fairlake. We can have a good time together for a few days before you go.â
Charles laughed. âYeah, but Iâd rather spend time alone with you like this.â
Gwendolyn narrowed her eyes and smiled, remaining silent.
Charles looked into her eyes and suddenly remembered something.
âGwen, I heard you went to visit Maverick in the hospital today. How is he doing?â
âHim?â Gwendolynâs smile gradually froze, and she spoke with a disgusted tone. âHeâs been acting sweet and innocent while asking for rewards since he saved me last night. Iâm tired of him. Iâve been quite annoyed with him these past few days.â
Charles beamed. âSince youâre tired of him, why donât you just abandon him? Heâs just a small pet, after all. Wonât it be nice to have me accompany you in the future?â
Gwendolynâs lips curved into a sweet smile.
âOf course thatâs nice, but he got injured because of me. I canât just abandon him all of a sudden, right? If words get out, people will see me as a heartless and evil person.â
Charlesâ expression froze. âSo whatâs your plan?â
âAfter heâs discharged from the hospital, Iâll let him stay at the villa for a while. I wonât let him go out during this time to avoid any trouble. Once the timing is right, Iâll give him his freedom back.â
Charles fell silent and didnât argue more.
Gwendolynâs eyes sparkled as she changed the subject. âCharles, I encountered something frightening today.â
âWhat is it?â
âI went to interrogate Wilbert, who threw sulfuric acid at Maverick last night, but he was already dead ten minutes before I arrived. And the mastermind behind this even provoked me in front of the surveillance cameras. I have a feeling theyâll come after me too, and Iâm scared.â
Charlesâ expression turned solemn. âAre you for real?â
âYes!â Gwendolyn tilted her head as she stared at him. Her sharp gaze was filled with suspicion as she looked at him. âCharles, as someone from the military, everyone at Fairlake Police Station listens to you. How is it possible that no one told you about this?â