The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 121 Speak Like A Person

So, if Treyton laid his hand on me, then I deserved it?

Is Treyton really that important to her?

Maverick was very annoyed.

If he could, he would love to throw Treyton in a sack and into the sea to feed the sharks.

Gwendolyn could sense the sudden resentment emanating from the person lying in bed with his back turned. The corner of her mouth curved into a slight smile.

However, she couldn’t ignore the glaring wound on his back.

“Quinton, apply some ointment on him.”

Quinton had a baffled expression on his face. “Huh? Me?”

Gwendolyn glanced at him and said, “Do you expect me to do it myself?”

“All right…”

Quinton looked unhappy.

This unscrupulous person just tried to harm Treyton. Can I poison him?

Although he was very unwilling in his heart, he had no choice but to reluctantly fetch the first-aid kit since Gwendolyn was watching him closely.

Having made the arrangements, Gwendolyn turned to leave, but her wrist was unexpectedly gripped by a pair of broad, strong hands from behind.

“Gwendolyn, chat with me for a while…”

Maverick had shifted his position and was now lying with his head down. His voice sounded muffled under the blanket, and his long, quivering eyelashes, together with his pale complexion, gave him a rather frail appearance.

Gwendolyn gave him a cold glance. “My time is precious. I don’t have time to accompany you to chat. Let

go.”

She deliberately emphasized the word “accompany” to subtly remind him of his current status.

Maverick didn’t move, nor did he let go.

“Gwendolyn. I spent six hours alone this afternoon, and it was excruciating. Lying on the cold marble tiles in the living room made my entire body stiff. I’ve already accepted my punishment. Can’t we just chat for a little while?”

His voice was soft, like a feather gently brushing past, or more like a wounded little creature seeking solace.

Lying on the living room floor alone for six hours?

Gwendolyn furrowed her brows. Her gaze shifted toward Ryan who was standing nearby.

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lowered his head in fear. “I… I thought Mr. Wright

more he tried to explain, the

on him, Ryan quickly shut his mouth, backed out of the room,

the door closed, the room fell into

was wrapped in a blanket,

her wrist tightly and asked, “Have you been doing well these

he was pretending to be weak and pitiful just to bring up such

matters.

without someone annoying me, and Mr. Harris has been gentle

“I heard that the Shalders family has very high standards for

marry me? Haha, what a huge

scoffed at the idea of Treyton marrying her and replied, “That’s my business, and

sarcastic expression on her face, and a

had no intention of letting the Harris family know about your existence. So, are you being secretly supported

this world who could support and provide for me. If

outrageously arrogant, it was surprisingly not out of place

his eyes slightly as he carefully pondered the profound implications

must really be a member of

related to Treyton by blood? They can’t possibly be lovers then, and all of their intimate behavior before must have just

just his conjecture and had not been substantiated, deep down,

that Gwendolyn found

was holding her wrist, she couldn’t

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on earth are you

she had shouted at looked up at her with a piteous expression on his pale face and said, “Gwendolyn, my back

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How had she never noticed how

get hit on the back, or on the head? Is your brain not working anymore? You

Maverick remained silent.

exhausted. He just wished

forcefully pried open his

was away these past days because I went to the mountain range on the border of Lightspring

abruptly halted her steps, wondering if Asher had dispatched someone

had only told her about Maverick’s whereabouts and that he would not be able to

had failed to mention that Asher was the

had injected him with the

smile. “Why are you suddenly. telling me all this? Do you think

door and left the room as soon

door, and when he saw her come out, he noticed the strange expression.

“Ms. Shalders?”

thoughts and glanced at the first-aid kit in Elven’s hand. “Go in and apply

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”