Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 570 No Strands Of Hair

Apart from learning that Cedrick was on a business trip, Annie also stumbled upon another good news.

Xander, the younger scion of the Jenson family who had been banished from Salinsburgh by Cedrick, had returned.

She could use this news to her advantage and prepare her next move.

As night fell, Annie stood by the window, her smile both enchanting and venomous.

Meanwhile, Gwendolyn, who had enjoyed a respite from her manic episodes for several days, finally succumbed to exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep in the laboratory. However, her slumber caused her illness to relapse.

Joshua, who was physically weak, stood no chance against Gwendolyn, the martial arts expert. Hence, he could only observe helplessly from the sidelines, unable to intervene. He summoned the few guards who were present during the late hours to spar with Gwendolyn.

When Gwendolyn was in her maniac state, she displayed immense physical strength. As a result, the guards had to avoid causing her harm while protecting themselves from injury at the same time, which was a challenging task for them.

Joshua’s eyes widened with trepidation as he witnessed the guards swiftly succumbing to Gwendolyn’s blows.

Undeterred by their battered and swollen faces, the dedicated guards did not give up.

The confrontation soon transformed from a sparring session into a one–sided cathartic release of pent– up frustration.

After a grueling two hours, Gwendolyn was utterly drained and fell into a deep sleep once again.

Joshua watched in fear and awe as the scene unfolded before him. The guards, bearing visible injuries, were miserable.

“Prof. Mallory, can this be considered a work–related injury?” one of the guards asked.

“Mrs. Jenson is truly formidable. Just look at what she’s done to my face,” another guard added.

“She’s such a scary woman!”

The guards‘ voices were filled with sorrow and frustration as they complained tearfully.

Joshua clicked his tongue as he marveled at Cedrick’s remarkable feat of engaging in a two–hour spar with the ferocious Gwendolyn without sustaining any injuries. His admiration for the man deepened as he was in awe of the latter’s combat skills.

“Don’t worry, this is considered a work injury,” Joshua assured them. “Cedrick has promised to cover all medical expenses and provide triple compensation. So, the beating you endured is worth it.”

Feeling reassured by Joshua’s promise, the guards heaved a sigh of relief and went to receive medical treatment.

Meanwhile, Joshua made the necessary preparations for Gwendolyn’s intravenous therapy.

As he sat by her bedside and gazed at her serene sleeping face, the memory of her awe–inspiring combat skills filled his heart with terror.

He sighed and lamented, “Cedrick, when are you coming back? If your wife experiences another episode, the laboratory will be completely destroyed.”

Gwendolyn only woke up at noon the next day because of her episode.

Diligently following Cedrick’s instructions, Joshua prepared a nourishing bowl of oatmeal for Gwendolyn.

She showed no signs of rejection and obediently consumed the oatmeal. In fact, she exuded the grace and poise of a privileged heiress, a stark contrast to the frenzied woman he had witnessed the previous night.

Joshua sat by the bedside and observed Gwendolyn as she consumed the oatmeal. He then proceeded to recount the events of the previous night.

“That’s how it went. There were only a few guards on the night shift, and you managed to injure four of them last night. What’s going to happen tonight?”

He was genuinely worried about the state of the lab if Gwendolyn continued to experience bouts of mania for several more days.

After carefully considering the situation, Gwendolyn felt a sense of remorse and proposed a solution. “Can I transfer a few of my personal bodyguards here as backup?”

“That shouldn’t be a problem. Desperate times call for desperate measures.”

After finishing the oatmeal, Gwendolyn made a phone call and promptly summoned Elven, Ezra, and two other guards stationed at Valentino’s villa to guard the laboratory. They were initially assigned to protect Zendaya and Benedict.

There were many guards at Valentino’s villa, and ordinary people couldn’t simply enter. So, there shouldn’t be any issues to deploy the guards away.

Just as she finished the call, Gwendolyn received a message from Cedrick.

As expected, there was a delay in the schedule.

Cedrick sent her photos of his tent at the border and him having a campfire with a few people, roasting wild rabbits. He wanted to reassure her that he was doing well.

Cedrick texted: Darling, it’s hard to find spices and seasoning at the border, but the roasted rabbit tastes delightful. Nevertheless, it can’t compare to your fantastic cooking. It’s only the second night of my business trip, but I can’t fall asleep because I miss you so much. I will do my best to forcefully suppress the unrest on this side of the border within the next few days and return safely. Please don’t about me.

Gwendolyn felt a wave of relief wash over her when she learned that he was safe.

She hoped to find a resolution to Annie’s problem before his return, allowing them to embrace a peaceful family life.

Soon after, she got up, freshened up, and left the laboratory quickly to go to Harris Group for work.

Meanwhile, Annie was having a leisurely stroll outside the villa after lunch. Just then, she noticed something different at the entrance of the villa.

Several unfamiliar guards were stationed at the gate, and they didn’t seem like Asher’s men.

As expected, when Annie nonchalantly approached the gate, she was stopped by the guards.

“Where are you going, Ms. Annie?”

She smiled innocently and said, “I’ve been cooped up at Mount Tranquil for the past few days. I would love to head outside to catch up with some of my old friends in Chanaea.” This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

The guards nodded and replied, “You’re welcome to go wherever you’d like. However, Ms. Harris has instructed you to call and inform her when you want to leave the place. After all, you are our guest, and

we should ensure your safety. We will also arrange for guards to accompany you so that you stay safe.”

Annie’s smile faded away. “Does she see me as a guest or a criminal? Why is she monitoring me so closely?”

The guards bowed respectfully, “You are a guest, of course.”

Annie couldn’t convince them to make an exception; no matter what she said, the guards responded with rehearsed bureaucratic excuses.

Without any combat skills or agility, there was no chance for her to ditch the two guards accompanying her.

“Forget it. How disappointing. I shall stay here instead.”

Annie let out a feigned sigh of disappointment and turned toward a secluded corner of the garden.

Even though she could not leave the place, she could still instruct Paul to complete the task.

With that, she composed a concise text message and tapped the send button, instructing the man to make the necessary preparations and be ready for any unforeseen circumstances.

Sienna finally had the chance to slip into Annie’s bedroom when the latter was out.

Gwendolyn had mentioned her desire to obtain a strand of Annie’s hair for DNA testing.

In order to complete the task Gwendolyn assigned her, Sienna, a member of the prominent Harris family, found herself rummaging through the trash can for the first time.

However, she only found discarded snack wrappers and empty yogurt containers in the trash can in Annie’s room.

The pillows and bedding were neatly arranged, devoid of any strands of hair.

Hence, she shifted her attention to the bathroom.

Sienna thoroughly searched every inch of the bathroom, even inspecting the tissue–filled trash can twice, yet she couldn’t find a single strand of Annie’s hair.

It was incredibly strange. As a girl with long hair, it was impossible for her living environment to be completely hair–free.

This only meant that Annie was vigilant, protecting her secret by meticulously cleaning up her shed hair at regular intervals. Sienna gradually came to realize that Gwendolyn was probably right about Annie being anything but simple.

Unable to obtain Annie’s hair as she had hoped, Sienna lowered her head in disappointment and left the room.

To her surprise, she ran into Annie, who had just returned from the garden.

Sienna was startled as she locked her gaze on Annie; her mind went blank momentarily.

Annie looked around her room and then at Sienna, who wore a startled expression. “Mrs. Harris, why are you in my room?” she asked skeptically.