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Will You Marry Me, My Ex-Wife? novel Chapter 2987

How could Winson possibly let her go just like that?

The angrier Gwen got, the tighter his grip became. "Come on, Gwen. It's not like you have anything else to do today anyway, so why don't you join me for the rest of the art show? Come on, we've known each other for ages now. Are you seriously going to do this to me?"

Gwen sneered as she cast him a cold look. "Yes, we've known each other for ages, and in fact, we used to be close back in high school, but that isn't a reason for you to stop me from leaving!"

After all, they had lost touch for so long that in Gwen's opinion, they were more akin to acquaintances instead of friends at this point.

The only reason she agreed to come out with him was because she still remembered him from their high school days. If she had failed to recognize him, he would be a stranger to her.

What was the point of watching an art show with someone she barely knew?

At the thought of this, Gwen bit her lip and grew even more determined to leave without Winson, but the more she struggled against his grasp, the tighter it became. "Come on, Gwen. You're already here; join me for the rest of the art show. I'll treat you to lunch after this!"

If he had not continued to hold onto her like this, Gwen might have caved in right on the spot and agreed to his request, but the fact that he was doing this made her lose all her patience toward him.

"I don't care about lunch. Let go of me!"

He refused to.

Gwen was a woman, so naturally, she was not as strong as Winson. Not only that, but she had just undergone surgery a few months ago and had yet to regain her full strength, so no matter how hard she tried, she could not pry herself free from him.

Before long, the people around them began to notice their little commotion and paused to stare at them.

Some of the nicer strangers even stopped to ask whether they knew each other.

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