The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 109 No Dinner For You Tonight

If Maverick kept refusing, it would become obvious that something was fishy.

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Maverick went to the kitchen with a cold expression on his face and brought out a new set of cutleries.

Ender Gwendolyn’s intense fierce gaze, he picked up a piece of grilled vegetable and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, chewing emotionlessly for a moment before swallowing it.

The whole set of actions went smoothly, like moving clouds and flowing water.

Maverick replied, “It tastes just like regular grilled vegetables. Want to give it a try?”

Gwendolyn propped her chin with one hand and pointed at the plate of vegetables with the other. She whispered in a devilish tone, “Finish this entire plate.”

Maverick’s expression changed slightly, and then he smiled. “You said that you’re the master here, so this is made for you. How could I eat it?”

Gwendolyn did not feel like wasting time talking nonsense with him. “If you don’t eat, I’ll getthe bodyguards to help you with it.”

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“You!” Maverick’s dark eyes narrowed, and he stared at her without flinching. “Are you trying to use your power to suppress me?”

Gwendolyn did not deny it. “Exactly. When dealing with a disobedient servant, one must take firm measures. So, do you want to cat by yourself, or should I have them come in and feed you?”

Another multiple-choice question without a choice.

Maverick’s face darkened gradually under her gaze.

Maverick’s pride and hostility all these years had been ground by the woman before him four times in just a few hours this afternoon. How detestable and despicable!

However, just as Gwendolyn was staring at him, she smiled with her eyes curved, which looked innocent, like there was no such thing as using power to oppress others.

It made his anger seem overly petty.

It was impossible for him to refuse.

Maverick picked up the fork again and reached for the plate of grilled vegetables on the table. He didn’t even realize that his arm was slightly trembling.

He held his breath and stuffed a large piece of vegetable into his mouth. It was incredibly difficult to swallow down the food as his entire mouth seemed to reject the bizarre taste.

and vent his frustration, he almost added a big amount of every bottle of

That half-smile expression on her face seemed to

tasted the dish. However, as soon as he took a

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to hold it in any longer, he rushed to the kitchen and threw up

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greatly admiring Maverick’s endurance as he managed to take three bites of the food before spitting it out. Trying to torture me with this

Wright, it’s not right to waste food. As a punishment, you’re

had vomited until his stomach was empty, but he still could

words had reached him, but

stomach acid had been vomited out, leaving a burning sensation in Maverick’s throat. If she doesn’t allow me to eat, then

to eat,

was already past nine o’clock, and Gwendolyn

there was no hope

cook a

had no choice but to

added the pasta. She was apt in

by

serious and calm figure, Maverick’s mind was in a

three years ago and start over again, would everything become different? If I hadn’t agreed to divorce her back then, and we

an abrupt halt, and he laughed at himself mockingly. If Gwendolyn knew what he was thinking, given

a contract and was truly undeserving to

Gwendolyn had already prepared a delicious bowl of

one bowl of spaghetti,

single drop was left in

woman. She really would punish me for not getting dinner ready without any hesitation. Maverick felt quite awkward, but seeing Gwendolyn enjoying her meal, there was nothing he could do there. He decided to go upstairs to the guest room on the first floor and tidy up a room for himself to

out to him, “Come here. Stand

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in position as she requested with

understand her meaning until the aroma of the pasta invaded

pasta smells so

enjoying

Adam’s apple rolled slightly, yet his face remained stern, standing there

of the smell was very strong. After he vomited, his stomach

she was eating was nothing less than

understood the wicked thoughts Gwendolyn had

the bowl of spaghetti Bolognese, Gwendolyn felt full. She elegantly wiped her mouth with a napkin

to clean the kitchen thoroughly before going to bed It should look exactly as it was before you started using it, and don’t even think about slacking off.” After she finished speaking, she stood up