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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fear. “I… I thought Mr. Wright

he tried to explain, the

all the blame would be placed on him, Ryan quickly shut his mouth, backed out of the room, and closed

the room fell into

at Maverick, who was wrapped in a blanket,

asked, “Have you been doing well these past few days

pretending to be weak and pitiful just to bring up

matters.

and Mr. Harris has been gentle

him, Maverick put on a serious face and asked tentatively, “I heard that the Shalders family has very high standards for their descendants’ spouses. Do you think Treyton would go against his entire family

Treyton marry me? Haha, what a huge

replied, “That’s my business, and you don’t have the right to

and a faint smile appeared

Harris family know about your existence.

there’s a man in this world who could support and provide for me. If anything, I am more likely to be the one supporting and providing

arrogant, it was surprisingly not out of place when spoken

narrowed his eyes slightly as he carefully pondered the profound implications behind her

she truly possesses such resources, she must really be a member of the

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

that was just his conjecture and had not been substantiated, deep down, Maverick selfishly hoped that it

muttering sarcastic remarks that Gwendolyn found

since Maverick was holding her wrist, she couldn’t leave, and her irritation grew.

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earth are you trying

with a piteous expression on his pale face and said, “Gwendolyn, my

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had she never noticed how annoying he could be

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

Maverick remained silent.

in pain and exhausted. He just wished

stopped talking. Gwendolyn forcefully pried open his grip on her wrist,

to the mountain range on the border of Lightspring and Fairlake. I returned late because I was being pursued by a

wondering if Asher had dispatched someone

Maverick’s whereabouts and that

failed to mention that Asher was the reason why Maverick had stayed

injected him with the

by the door for a moment, Gwendolyn responded with a smile. “Why are you

the door and left the room as

outside the door, and when he saw her come out, he noticed

“Ms. Shalders?”

out of her thoughts and glanced at the first-aid kit in Elven’s hand.

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

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