The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 6 My Divorce Compensation

Hearing Gwendolyn’s remark, Maverick frowned. When did I say that I wanted to abandon her? And why would she think so?

Bewilderment deluged him. Just as he was going to chase after her and talk things out, someone clutched at the hem of his suit pants from behind.

On the ground, Natasha lifted her face, looking all piteous.

Sobbing softly, she rationalized, “Mave… I’m sorry. I was just afraid… I was afraid that you would’ve really fallen in love with Gwendolyn in the three years I’ve been away. I was scared that you wouldn’t want me anymore…”

With his brows still creased together, Maverick looked down at her. The instant he glimpsed her slightly swollen cheek, his gaze softened. Ultimately, he reached out and helped her up, his voice turning gentle.

“I’ve said that I’ll give you a status. A divorce was merely a matter of time. This time, you were too impatient.”

Grasping his sleeve, Natasha pouted forlornly. “It was all my fault, but I didn’t mean to hurt anyone. I just used the wrong method. Mave… please forgive me!”

Upon receiving no further response from the man, she leaned against him weakly and tentatively bared an expanse of her fair shoulder.

Maverick’s gaze darkened, and he almost instinctively pushed her away.

“Mave!”

The red tinge to Natasha’s eyes deepened a shade, and she fixated her eyes on him resentfully.

great aversion toward me now? Argh! How unfair! Why is it that Gwendolyn bagged him last night, but I can’t even

“That’s enough.”

a fraction, he studied her with such a look in them that she was as though

you would also resort to such methods and make

had truly angered the man

be crossed. Once I

it was just a moment of recklessness. I’ll never do it again in the future. Even if it’s only because I once saved you all those

the mention of the incident many years ago, her

but she stepped out and protected me.

in his eyes gradually turned tender. “Let’s forget about this matter.

planned to act coquettish with him than he

“Hand me the key.”

know Noah gave you the key to the mansion without

assistant, who had worked

the nail on the head, Natasha had no choice but to hand

for you as

her any chance to argue, Maverick ordered the

garden, cautiously entered the living room. He stopped in front of Maverick, waiting for

ebony eyes on the man, his voice icy. “You have no right to make decisions on my behalf. You’re gone

“Understood.”

tie before taking a puff of his cigarette. Alas, the look in Gwendolyn’s eyes before she left popped into his