Chapter 200
Wooing My Ex-Wife
Chapter 200 Is She Telling The Truth Upon noticing Maverickâs puzzled expression and the faint hint of surprise in his eyes, Gwendolyn explained, âDidnât you say that ordinary ointment is useless for injuries caused by the S40 strong corrosive potion? Yesterday morning, I instructed someone to buy this specific ointment.
Use it.
The wound on your back should heal faster.
â The man lowered his head and studied the box of ointment in his hand.
Although she did not tell him, he was certain that this ointment could only be acquired from the war laboratory.
He figured that she must have contacted Asher to obtain it.
The medicine was indeed quite effective.
However, he had the S404 RNA virus in his body, so this ointment would not be of any help to his wound.
âThank you.
This is the first gift youâve given me since our divorce.
â With red-rimmed eyes, Maverick rubbed the box of ointment gently with his thumb.
Even the wound on his body did not feel that painful anymore.
âItâs not exactly a gift.
You got hurt because of me this time, so this is my way of making amends.
Besidesâ¦â Gwendolyn paused, and her lips curled into a sinister smile before she continued, âThe real post-divorce gifts are the Wright familyâs bankruptcy, your employment agreement, and that 023 special drug.
â For a moment, Maverick was stunned.
All of a sudden, the situation did not seem so touching anymore.
Gwendolyn was delighted to see his frozen expression.
She beamed with delight as she picked up Charlesâ testimony, which was lying on the desk.
She read every single word and sentence carefully.
Soon, her smile disappeared from her face, and she began to tense up.
âCharles said that he was instructed by Hector to do those things at the bar and splash that bottle of potion?â Hector Harris was her fourth paternal uncle and an idler who lacked ambition in the Harris family.
Previously, Gwendolyn had considered the possibility that Gideon Harris, her third uncle, could be the one trying to harm her.
It was beyond her expectation that Hector could be behind all of this.
Maverick nodded.
âAlthough Charles might not have told us everything, the fact that he could describe the details of their communication means heâs probably telling the truth.
Hectorâs son works at the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and Charles fears him.
It makes sense that Charles would listen to Hector and sneak into the lab to steal the drugs.
â She sat down on the small couch next to her and remained silent for a long time.
Gradually, her expression turned into one of rage.
âI canât let Hector Harris off the hook! Tomorrow, Iâll head to Salinsburgh discreetly to have my revenge!â Gwendolyn felt furious when she thought of how Hector tried to disfigure her with such an underhanded method.
She would not stand for it, and she wanted him to have a taste of his own medicine.
She raised her head, and Maverickâs wound came to mind.
âYouâre wounded, so stay in the villa and rest.
Youâre not allowed to come with me this time.
â The man was trying to think of a good excuse.
Since she would not allow him to accompany her, he decided to take advantage of the situation.
âOkay, Iâll wait for your return at the villa.
â As he uttered the last few words, his voice grew softer.
Nevertheless, Gwendolyn did not notice it, for she was still reading Charlesâ testimony seriously.
âThat old fart is as slippery as an eel!â she muttered.
âIt sounds like youâre well acquainted with this Mr. Harris.
Have you been to the Harris residence before?â Maverick raised his eyebrows.
Even though he had already guessed that she was most likely the heiress of the Harris family, she had never mentioned it before.
Thus, he suddenly felt the urge to get something out of her.
Upon hearing his question, Gwendolyn looked up to meet his gaze and raised an eyebrow too.
âIâm not well acquainted with him, but I do know Mr. Treyton Harris quite well.
Perhaps Mr. Treyton Harrisâ kindness to me has resulted in jealousy among the Harrises, so they decided to harm me.
â âOh.
â Maverick tried to stifle his laughter.
When he looked up, he discovered that she was observing his expression with a sharp gaze.
Quickly, he put on a displeased expression.
âWhy are you telling me this? I donât think Treyton is that nice to you,â he added.
With her chin propped on her palm, Gwendolyn replied in a teasing manner, âSo, are you jealous again?â Maverick lowered his head to avoid answering her question.
âIâm going to prepare breakfast,â he muttered.
Only after exiting her room did he smile helplessly.
Gwendolyn chuckled as well.
Once the man was gone, she went through the testimony two more times, then began making arrangements for her return to Salinsburgh tomorrow.
While Maverick was preparing breakfast, Jasmine purposely woke up fifteen minutes earlier.
She wore a light pink nightgown which made her look alluring yet adorable.
Leaning against the kitchen door, she tilted her head as she watched him cook.
They say that men who can cook are the sexiest! Moreover, heâs so handsome! Heâs eye candy, indeed.
Iâm tempted to sneak him back to the Newton residence and have fun with him for a few days.
What should I do? Maverick sensed that someone was watching him but ignored her out of annoyance.
âHey! Iâve been standing here for ages.
Canât you see me?â Jasmine teased.
She pouted and looked somewhat unhappy.
Still, he pretended not to hear her and chopped the vegetables skillfully.
âYouâre extremely rude! Iâm both the owner and the guest, as well as the darling daughter of the Newton family! Youâre merely a housekeeper employed by Gwendolyn.
How dare you ignore me?â She was rather aggrieved.
Ever since she was a little girl, everybody pampered and indulged her.
As a result, she did not expect a mere housekeeper like Maverick to disregard her.
He stopped chopping the vegetables and stated sternly, âMy only owner is Gwendolyn.
Nobody else can order me around except her.
â It was Jasmineâs first time encountering a subordinate with such a haughty attitude.
Thus, she was immensely disgruntled.
âHow dare you speak to me like that! Why canât I order you around?â She stormed into the kitchen and poured the fresh milk that Maverick had warmed up for Gwendolyn on the floor with an arrogant expression.
âApologize! I want you to speak to me tenderly, just like how you speak to Gwendolyn! Otherwise, Iâll tell her that you spilled her milk and make her punish you!â The manâs gaze instantly darkened, and his whole body exuded a terrifyingly hostile aura.
Without hesitation, he grabbed the empty glass and threw it on the floor.
The glass shattered near the young womanâs feet, causing her to leap in fright.
Her face became as white as a sheet.
She was worried that the shards of glass might cut her slender legs.
Maverick merely shot her an icy glance and carried on with preparing breakfast.
Jasmine was on the verge of tears.
âHow dare you treat me like this? Youâve gone too far!â She rushed forward in a fury and raised her hand to slap him.
A flash of anger flickered in his eyes.
Immediately, he tightened his grip on the knife.
What an unreasonable fool! And sheâs Charlesâ little sister, too! If she dares to lay a hand on me, Iâll kill her! Nonetheless, before he could make a move, someone grabbed Jasmineâs wrist from behind.
Jasmine looked back and saw that it was Gwendolyn.
Her eyes instantly reddened.
âOh, Gwendolyn, he bullied me! He even tried to hurt me with a glass! Although heâs handsome, heâs much worse than those guys at the bar last night!â Tears welled up in her eyes as she went on indignantly, âHeâs so disobedient and evil! Gwendolyn, you must punish him for me!â Instead of releasing her grip on Jasmineâs wrist, Gwendolyn shot Maverick a curious look.
With a slight curve of her lips, she asked, âShe says youâre disobedient and evil.
Is she telling the truth?â I wonder how heâll react after being falsely accused by Jasmine.
Will he throw a fit, or will he accept his punishment coolly? Meeting Gwendolynâs clear gaze, Maverick set the knife down and washed his hands.
Following that, he approached her and held her free hand gently.
His eyes were slightly bloodshot, and he looked sullen, like a person who had been wronged.
âShe wanted to order me around, but youâre the only one I obey.
Plus, Iâve always been well-behaved and obedient.
I donât know why sheâs slandering meâ¦â Jasmine was taken aback.
What the heck? This didnât go as planned! Heâs a better actor than me!