Mr. CEO Your Wife Has Wanted a Divorce for a Long Time novel Chapter 33

Chapter 33 

There was no one around, the streets were empty, and the pharmacy was still some distance away 

Maggie was calculating in her mind when she noticed the strong smell of blood in the car. 

She paused, started the engine, and askril. “Where to?” 

Straight ahead, to Santa Pier. He added, “I’ll tell you how to get there.” 

“No peed, I know the way.” 

Maggie replied and started driving. 

She concentrated on driving, and the man didn’t speak again, so the car became quiet. 

Santa Pier was about half an hour away. Along the way, Maggie’s expression remained calm, and her driving was steady and precise. She didn’t make a single wrong turn. 

The man. holding the gun, gradually changed the way he looked at her. 

But Maggie didn’t notice. 

A little while later, the man said, “Park under the banyan tree ahead.” 

Maggie, “Okay.” 

The car stopped smoothly by the side of the road, and the man still kept the gun aimed at her. As he got out of the car, she took her bag back and calmly started rifling through it. “I have some first aid supplies here.” 

In the half–hour drive, the smell of blood in the car grew stronger. She knew the man was probably injured. 

The man paused but didn’t respond, instead getting out of the car and disappearing quickly into the darkness. 

Since he had refused her offer, Maggie didn’t insist. She turned the wheel and drove away. 

A few minutes later, the man got on a boat that was waiting for him, and he took off his hat and mask 

His phone rang, and as he had someone tend to his injuries, he answered the call. 

Before he could speak, Levi hurriedly asked, “Harry, are you alright? My people said they didn’t pick you up. Where are you?” 

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“There was an accident. I’m already at the pier.” 

“That’s good. How did this happen? You scared me half to death! 

After a moment, the call ended. He gazed at the tall tree in the distance, lost in thought. 

Maggie returned to Jessica’s place half an hour later. 

Jessica had taken the medicine and had some porridge. She was feeling a little better but furrowed her brows. “Why dp 1 spell 

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blood? Mag, are you hurt?” 

“No.” 

The man was injured. When he took her phone and bag, his blood had stained them. 

She had wiped them when she got back, but it seemed she hadn’t cleaned them thoroughly. 

The next day, after Jessica had fully recovered from her fever, Maggie returned home. 

She still hadn’t prepared the gown for the banquet the following evening. 

In the afternoon, Maggie went out for a while. 

She arrived at a high end boutique where the manager and several salespeople were adjusting a gown. It wasn’t until Mazzie walked closer that they noticed her, 

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“Sorry, miss. How can I help you?” the manager asked politely. 

“I just have a look.” Maggie replied. 

“Of course.” 

Though she had married into the Wilson family, Maggie hadn’t attended many banquets over the years. After all, even when Franklin and the others had formal events to attend, they never brought her along. 

As for Old Madam Wilson, she had stepped back from the spotlight long ago and no longer cared for such occasions.