The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 5 Give You an Epic Gift

Striding into the living room on his long legs, Maverick went over to Natasha and helped her up at once.

Then, he turned his eyes to Gwendolyn, his gaze brimming with grimness and disappointment. “I initially thought you’d behave after our divorce, but I never expected you to still resort to such a despicable tactic.

It makes me sick. I had actually planned to transfer this mansion to your name, but from the looks of things, that’s no longer necessary.”

“Don’t blame Gwendolyn, Mave. She only pushed me accidentally because I made her mad. It was my fault, so admonish me instead.”

Natasha leaned against his chest with guilt written all over her face, her sobs pitiable and heartbreaking. When she stole a glance at Gwendolyn out of the corner of her eye, however, her gaze carried a hint of pride and triumph.

A layer of frost blanketed Maverick’s face, and he said to Gwendolyn in a commanding tone, “Apologize to Tasha immediately, right this moment.”

Tsk-tsk, he wants me to apologize to her?

A spark of anger flickered within Gwendolyn.

Alternating her gaze between the loving couple, she beamed from ear to ear. Then, she gently tugged at Natasha, who was in Maverick’s arms.

thought she’d be livid and argue, but unexpectedly, she’s

Natasha’s face. Not quite comprehending Gwendolyn’s exact plan, she was momentarily dazed,

Slap!

“Ahh!”

more piercing than the one earlier split the air. With a hand cradling her swollen face, Natasha fell onto the

strength into the slap, so much so that her palm was a touch numb. Hence,

it was surprisingly detached to boot. She didn’t look at all like the instigator who hit

down at Natasha on the ground, her voice was incredibly gentle. “Since you claimed that I picked on you, how could

shimmering in her eyes, Natasha sat on the ground feebly,

get physical

at Gwendolyn threateningly. “Not only did you fail to apologize, but you even took

yourself too highly, Mr.

a hand profusely, the grin on her face growing increasingly

married, so I’ll give you an

a thick stack of paper from her bag

pieces of white paper fluttered in