The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 109

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.

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

That half-smile

give up, so he tried to maintain a calm demeanor as he tasted the dish. However, as soon as he took a bite of the dish, his stomach felt

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any longer, he rushed to the kitchen and threw

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hands, 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 little

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

was empty, but he

but he did

Maverick’s throat.

eat, but Gwendolyn still

was already past nine

skills, there was no hope for him

cook a simple bowl of pasta

already burned, so Gwendolyn had no choice

and added the pasta.

quietly by

figure, Maverick’s mind was in

start over again, would everything become different? If I hadn’t agreed to divorce her back then, and we just lived a simple and ordinary

at himself mockingly. If Gwendolyn knew what he was thinking, given her personality, she would probably say, “You wish, id ot!

just a servant who signed a

he was thinking, Gwendolyn had already prepared a

bowl of spaghetti, with no extra

fact, not a single drop was left in the

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

him, “Come here. Stand in front of me and watch

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requested with a cold

not understand her meaning until the

pasta smells so

enjoying her meal

his face remained stern, standing there like a

impact of the smell was very strong. After he

moment, letting him “appreciate” how she was eating was nothing less than

understood the wicked thoughts Gwendolyn had in

spaghetti Bolognese, Gwendolyn felt full. She elegantly wiped her mouth with a napkin and looked at the man standing before her,

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 and prepared

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