The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 4 How Fast You Change Your Tune

Frida was completely staggered by Gwendolyn’s imposing aura.

Is this still my meek daughter-in-law?

“Oh, I understand now! You were merely putting on an act in the past!”

Growing increasingly incensed as she mulled over the latter’s change, Frida gritted her teeth and threatened, “I’m never going to let this incident today slide! I’ll tell Maverick about it and have him divorce you! This time, I’m going to kick you out of the family even if you beg me on your knees!”

However, Gwendolyn merely sneered with a contemptuous expression on her face.

“Ah, I forgot to tell you this earlier. Just ten minutes ago, I’d already gotten divorced from Maverick. From now on, I’ll never again take a single step into the Wright residence even if you beg me on your knees.”

Divorced? And a while ago, at that? How could that be? This bumpkin had been shamelessly clinging to the Wright family in the past, yet she has finally given up?

Eyeing her retreating back dubiously, Frida gave Maverick a call right then and there to verify that piece of news.

“Have you really gotten divorced, Maverick?”

Maverick grunted in affirmation, but a frown then marred his countenance. “Who told you when it had just been finalized a moment ago?”

I bumped into Gwendolyn, and that b*tch even raised her

She even started crowing, “This is great! You’ve finally gotten a divorce! How could a woman of unknown origins from an orphanage be worthy of my precious son? She should’ve buzzed

thin line, his mood entirely

an inexplicable trace of irritation

million and a mansion in advance. Yet, she was the one who proposed it. On top of that, she didn’t even

how will she survive in the future? Oh well, she’ll come and seek me out when she’s at the end of her

her

so much so that she didn’t

courtyard and headed upstairs right away to pack her luggage.

around and looked at her no sooner had she gone

was Natasha in a snow-white dress, smiling innocently. “It’s been a long time,

startled momentarily, seemingly never having expected to see the woman

allowing her to

of repulsion flooded Gwendolyn. Nonetheless, she elegantly descended the

the sight of her poise, Natasha’s expression froze imperceptibly. But in the

Wright family. Oh, sorry, it was a slip of the tongue.” Clapping a hand over her mouth, Natasha gave an awkward chuckle before lamenting, “I forgot that you’re already divorced from

dominance over her, Gwendolyn wasn’t the

sick of. But since you love other people’s rejects, I’ll hand him to you. Anyhow, don’t get too hasty, or

remark had Natasha’s smile quickly turning chilly and her expression contorting into a hideous