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.

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

would have guessed that she would be so cautious, and not eat a single bite? That half-smile expression on her face seemed to tell him that she had already

a calm demeanor as he tasted the dish. However, as soon as he

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it in any longer, he

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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 little

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

had vomited until his stomach was empty, but he still could not help but

but

sensation in Maverick’s throat. If she doesn’t allow me to eat, then so be

eat, but Gwendolyn still

episode, it was already past nine

cooking skills, there was no hope for him to prepare dinner for

to cook a

was already burned, so Gwendolyn had no

boiled some water and added the pasta. She was apt in what

by the door,

figure, Maverick’s mind was in

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

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

just a servant who signed a contract and was truly undeserving to do

had already prepared a delicious bowl of

one bowl of spaghetti, with no extra

single drop was

quite awkward, but seeing Gwendolyn enjoying her meal, there was nothing he could do there. He decided to go

“Come here. Stand in front

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position as she requested with

not understand her meaning until the aroma of

pasta smells so

really enjoying her

slightly, yet his face remained stern, standing there like

After he vomited, his stomach

him “appreciate” how she was eating was nothing less than

finally understood the wicked thoughts Gwendolyn had in wanting to torment

a napkin and looked at the man standing before her, whose face was as dark as

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 and prepared to