The Ex and Her Riches

Elven could not come up with an answer, and Gwendolyn said nothing more. “Forget it. Let’s go and see what’s wrong with him.”

She casually tidied up her table and drove to the hospital.

In the hospital room.

A certain someone had wrapped themselves up like a burrito, burying their head deep into the blanket.

The nurse sighed as she looked at him, “Mr. Wright, you still have a fever. Wrapping yourself in a blanket will make it hard for you to breathe, and… Please just let me give you an IV drip!”

No matter how the medical staff and Ryan persuaded him, the bundle on the bed stubbornly refused to respond.

Gwendolyn immediately saw this peculiar scene after entering and let out a mocking laugh.

“Oh, my. I’m afraid tomorrow’s news will be about the former CEO of Wright Construction Group committing suicide due to refusing an IV drip.”

Upon seeing her arrival, Ryan respectfully greeted her, “Ms. Shalders.”

Gwendolyn gave a slight nod in response and walked over to Maverick’s bedside.

Before she could say anything more, the “burrito” suddenly reached out and firmly grabbed her wrist.

Maverick poked his head out from under the blanket. Due to his fever, his dark eyes were misty and lacked their usual domineering coldness. Instead, he appeared somewhat vulnerable and pitiful.

He gazed at Gwendolyn’s face intently, making sure he had not grabbed the wrong person.

From now on, he would never mistake her for another person again.

“Gwendolyn, you’re finally here. I didn’t see you when I woke up. I missed you.”

His voice was a little nasally because of the fever, sounding somewhat soft and even carrying a hint of a coy tone.

The medical staff present and Ryan were both puzzled.

“Is this the same man who had a fierce and menacing expression on his face ten minutes ago, as if he wanted to devour someone? Didn’t his attitude change too quickly?

”

His words sent a chill down Gwendolyn’s spine. “Did the fever fry your brain? You can’t use it anymore after it’s broken, so you should throw it away.”

Maverick was speechless.

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the nurse, she said to Maverick, “First, allow the nurse to administer the IV drip, or

said in a deep, nasally voice,

stepped forward, only to see him tightly gripping Gwendolyn’s wrist, making it impossible for the

also noticed this and frowned. “Let go. How will

out his other hand from under the blanket while clutching

he was being tormented by the drug in the basement, he

only thought was to grasp the figure he had once lost. Yet, no

feeling was even more despairing than suffering through

fully awake, he had finally managed to catch her again, and he

felt a force trying to

It was Gwendolyn.

administered the IV drip, Gwendolyn asked

as she saw her skin turning purple from Maverick’s tight grip. “You’re hurting me. I won’t leave until I finish talking to you, but I’ll leave immediately if you keep holding on like

but eventually admitted defeat and withdrew his hand

don’t understand you. Why did you agree to sign the agreement so easily back then? Was it really to pay off your debt? Was it worth putting yourself in such a

and locked eyes

I didn’t cherish it. Now, I’ve finally realized my own feelings and walked the path you once took. Only then did I understand how

the past and have said many hurtful things to you. From now on, you can scold me and vent your anger on me every day. I won’t talk back. Whatever I owe you,

can scold him every day? Is there something wrong with his head? Does he

“Ever since the divorce, I thought we would just be strangers to each other, but your mother, your sister,

surprise. “Wait, what did you just

pulled out his other hond

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grosp the figure he hod once lost. Yet, no motter how hord he tried, the seemingly close distonce oppeored forever out of

despoiring

fully owoke, he hod finolly monoged to

force trying to push

It wos Gwendolyn.

IV drip, Gwendolyn osked everyone

os she sow her skin turning purple from Moverick’s tight grip. “You’re hurting me. I won’t leove until I finish tolking to you, but I’ll leove immediotely if you

but eventuolly odmitted defeot ond withdrew his hond

colm tone, “Moverick, you’re cleorly o proud person, but I don’t understond you. Why did you ogree to sign the ogreement

ond locked eyes with

so deeply, giving me your whole heort ond soul, but I didn’t cherish it. Now, I’ve finolly reolized my own feelings ond wolked the poth you once

ond vent your onger on me every doy. I won’t tolk bock. Whotever I