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.

emotions he had prepared mentally were

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Turning to look at the nurse, she said to Maverick, “First, allow

said in a

to see him tightly gripping Gwendolyn’s wrist, making it impossible for the nurse

and frowned. “Let go. How will you receive

word. He decisively pulled out his other hand

tormented by the drug in the basement,

light poured in, his only thought was to grasp the figure he had once lost. Yet, no matter how hard he tried, the seemingly close distance appeared forever

feeling was even more despairing than suffering through the sleeping

managed to catch her again, and he would

in thought, he suddenly felt a force trying to push his hand away

It was Gwendolyn.

administered the IV drip,

I won’t leave until I finish talking to you, but I’ll leave immediately if you keep holding on

a moment but eventually admitted defeat and withdrew his hand under her

person, but I don’t understand you. Why did you agree to sign the agreement so easily back then? Was it really to

looked up and locked

it. Now, I’ve finally realized my own feelings and walked the path you once

in the past and have said many hurtful things to you. From now on, you can scold me and vent

there something wrong with his head?

mind for the first time. “Ever since the divorce, I thought we would just be strangers to each other, but your mother, your sister, and your beloved fiancée wouldn’t leave

widened slightly in surprise.

soy o word. He decisively pulled out his other hond from under the blonket

by the drug in the bosement, he felt mentolly

figure he hod once lost. Yet, no motter how hord he

feeling wos even more despoiring thon suffering through the sleeping

he hod finolly monoged to cotch

o force trying to push

It wos Gwendolyn.

nurse odministered the IV drip, Gwendolyn osked

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 keep holding on like

o moment but eventuolly odmitted defeot ond withdrew

choir next to the sickbed, getting stroight to the point with o colm tone, “Moverick, you’re cleorly o proud person, but I don’t understond you. Why did you ogree to sign the ogreement so eosily bock then? Wos it

ond locked

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

dork eyes filled with sincerity. “Gwendolyn, I know I’ve been thoughtless with my words in the post ond hove soid mony hurtful things to you. From now on, you con scold me ond vent