Wooing My Ex Wife Gwendolyn Mga Nobela at Kwento

Unknown number. I stared at the screen. Figured it was Rhys calling from a new line. Ignored it. I stood up, headed for the kitchen to grab some water. The phone buzzed again. Same number. I stepped into the hallway and pulled the door shut behind me before answering. "Hello?" I expected Rhys. What I got was a woman's voice. "Hi, this is Gwendolyn Laurent." Huh, that was unexpected. Gwendolyn was Ashton's father's wife, technically his stepmother.

The bastard told me, shooting bullets through my pride. "Wouldn't it be better if I got married instead to this piece of trash? Why are you so adamant to have your precious Alpha wed me?" I inquired, leading Gwendolyn to the nearest sofa, letting her rest for a bit. Tyson watched carefully how I touched her and gritted his teeth against each other, I smirked fully at any opportunity to mess with him. Though the issue of Gwendolyn's mate would have to be addressed sooner than later.

Maybe I should have questioned him properly but I desperately needed information on that artist and now, I was being forced to face a woman who believes I am sleeping with her husband. Ex-husband, to be precised. “Good job, Mario,” she nodded in approval then to me, she signalled to have a seat. I sat down just as she asked. “I assume you know who I am,” she said with an air of arrogance like she was royalty. Now I wish I hadn't met her earlier, I would have gladly told her no, just to see her reaction. “I know that you are owing my husband a huge sum of money which is why you are forced to stay by his side,” Gwendolyn went on while I stared with a blank face. “What if I told you that I will

I replied to her with even a louder tone that made the people around us interested in what we had going on. She sat down back, unable to talk or reply to me as I had created the scene she wanted. “Firstly, you don't get to talk to me about what or who I want to be with, Travis was my ex-husband you stole from me and now he wants me back, you're on the edge…I don't even have his time yet, you're all worked up just imagine if i do, what will be the outcome of you?” I asked and she clutched her fist tightly but didn't say anything.

"Yeah, Julius! If you mistreat her, we're going to kick your butt!" Hearing their playful, good-natured banter brought tears to my eyes. I blinked quickly, forcing back the tears before they could fall. After the ceremony, I checked my phone. It was flooded with messages from Cameron. "Gwendolyn, you're not really going to marry Julius, are you? Even though I don't have feelings for you, I still hope you'll think this through. This is your whole life we're talking about. I saw the video." "Gwendolyn, your parents say they're cutting ties with you. It's not too late to change your mind. Where is the wedding? I'm coming right now. Gwendolyn Lockwood, pick up the phone!"

I catch the reaction immediately - confusion, jealousy, and possessiveness. God! Men are exhausting. “You moved on fast,” he says quietly. I almost choke on my champagne. “You were literally married.” “That’s different.” I stare at him for a full second, then another. And suddenly I start laughing. It’s not a polite one. I’m actually laughing. Maxwell’s expression darkens instantly. “What’s funny?” “You really hear yourself and think yes, this sounds intelligent.” “I’m serious.” “That’s the problem.” I lower my glass slowly. “Maxwell, you left your wife emotionally starving for years, cheated publicly, destroyed your marriage, spiraled through another relationship immediately afterward, and

"And although I don't like to lie, dad asked me not to upset my grandfather, so I omitted our separation." "Well, it's not a lie at all, because you're still married to her, she's still your wife, right?" The woman asked. "It's right and the other half will cease to be a lie when I take advantage of this day and the following ones, when I visit my grandfather to win her back, I can't lose that woman, Eliza, she is my whole world, I'm really sorry I had to go through this to value my Gala," said that he said goodbye, he took his car and drove to the Ferrari mansion.

Losing myself completely. I felt Linda's touch on my thigh, reminding me of what felt like home.she rose leaving us both to sort it out. Aaron leaned forward, forcefully dragging my gaze to meet his. Do you know what it cost me to put you into that wealth? You thought Kade married you because of love? No, it was pity! , I made sure of it. “Wake up avia, it's time to wake from that dream and face the reality. Your beauty is like trash to Kade so it didn't secure you to his bed, it was me that drugged you.”

“Pardon me, Master Nathan, but I must speak the truth. Madam Alicia was a good wife. She was faithful, hardworking, and always wanted to please you. Yet you continued seeing Andrea as your mistress. I was shocked when you eventually brought her into your matrimonial home.” Nathan exhaled slowly. “Celine, I must confess, I have made a terrible mistake. The one woman who gave me nothing but love… I am on the verge of losing her.” He let out a hollow laugh. “I thought Andrea was the love of my life. After all, she was my childhood sweetheart.” He clicked his tongue. “Now she has become a thorn in my flesh.” “Master Nathan,” Celine said gently, “I truly think you should reach out to Madam Alicia

The way he said it so casually made me clench my jaw and my hands as well. I was not his puppet so I protested while trying to keep up with his long strides. "I have a dress," " I know you do but whatever you have will not work for this event." "And I don't need you to buy me anything," I replied firmly. Suddenly stop time turned around to look at me. The look on his face changed to that unreadable expression. "I should let you know that your ex-husband is going to be present at the gala. And I am pretty sure you don't want to show up looking like someone who is still struggling without him, do you?"