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

grin at the thought that the couple had truly gotten divorced. She even started crowing, “This is great! You’ve

pressed his lips into a thin line, his mood entirely different

trace of

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

money and family by her side, how will she survive in the future? Oh well,

Gwendolyn took a taxi back to the little mansion belonging to her and Maverick that housed her bitterness and agony

so much so that she didn’t want to recall them

of the courtyard and headed upstairs right away to pack her luggage. When she had done so, she didn’t

in the living room turned around

in a snow-white dress, smiling innocently. “It’s been a

seemingly never having expected to see

already given her the key to the mansion? So, he’s allowing her to move in just like that? It seems that he

sense of repulsion flooded Gwendolyn. Nonetheless, she elegantly descended the stairs with

expression froze imperceptibly. But in the next heartbeat, she continued

was a slip of the tongue.” Clapping a hand over

Gwendolyn wasn’t the least bit angry. The smile on

man I’m already sick of. But since you love other people’s rejects, I’ll hand him to you. Anyhow,

smile quickly turning chilly and her