The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 132

That happened several times.

When he looked up at the clock again, he realized it was already four in the morning.

It’s already so late, and she’s not back yet. How long does a celebration party take to finish?

Maverick sat on the couch, and suddenly, out of nowhere, the scene of Gwendolyn’s dinner party appeared before his eyes. Everyone was cheering and urging Gwendolyn and Sherman to drink from the same cup.

He sprang to his feet in an instant.

No way! Absolutely not!

He turned his head and headed for the door, but before he could even reach the garden, he was stopped by William and Quinton.

“Mr. Wright, it’s quite late, and it’s not safe to go out at this hour.”

“I’m going to find Gwendolyn.”

William and Quinton remained motionless. “Ms. Shalders will be back once she’s done with her business. Besides, she has Elven protecting her, so please just wait patiently.”

Maverick frowned. His expression was cold.

If Elven were there that night, maybe it would be easier to talk. However, William and Quinton had always disliked him, and they would not even bother to speak any more than necessary with him.

Having no other choice, Maverick had to go back and continue waiting.

The time spent waiting often felt the longest and most unbearable.

During this time, he thought about many things.

He vaguely recalled that during the past three years, Gwendolyn had called him numerous times, hoping he would come home for dinner. Sometimes he would respond with a few perfunctory words, while other times, he could not be bothered to talk to her and would hang up the phone directly, not returning home for two or three days in a row.

So this is what it feels like to endure a sleepless night of waiting…

He lifted his head, gazing at the clock hanging on the wall across the room. His eyes followed the minute hand as it moved, and before he knew it, he had fallen asleep on the couch.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, he was awakened by the sound of a door opening.

Sure enough, it was Gwendolyn who came in. His face lit up with delight as he stood up to greet her, “You’re back! The food has gone cold, so I’ll go warm it up right now.”

Gwendolyn declined emotionlessly. “No need. I’ve already had breakfast.”

“Breakfast?”

Maverick glanced at the clock on the wall, only to see it was already seven o’clock in the morning.

that she did not come back at all last night

did you sleep? Were you with Sherman the whole night? He didn’t try anything with you, did

Gwendolyn was speechless.

Sherman have anything to do with this? And with so

drunk last night, so I took her back to her place. Since she was dizzy and vomiting all night, I stayed and took

there,

made her debut? D*mn it, will I

swollen shoulders, preparing to go

her wrist. “Gwendolyn, I spent nearly three hours preparing that table of dishes

finish his sentence when it

what? I’ve already eaten. If you haven’t had

sentence weighed heavily on his chest, making it difficult to breathe. He was stunned for a

forcibly broke free from his grip and went back upstairs to her

look at the meal he had carefully prepared last night that was neatly

of the dishes was still exquisite, but the food had gone completely cold, just like his

feeling of indescribable emptiness and

as she walked to the stairway, she saw

present. “Hurry up and finish your meal, then change into clean clothes and come

“Where are we going?”

curved into a sly smile. “The

bang rang out

were still asleep when they were suddenly awakened by

Cecelia Xander, downstairs to have

Carol Wright, was terrified as well. As she ran downstairs, she

the first floor that they discovered a large crowd gathered in the

having tea as though she

handsome bodyguards stood behind her couch, while Maverick stood at

expressions and an intimidating presence, as if they were there

other, all with

soid, “Jennifer got drunk lost night, so I took her bock to her ploce. Since she wos dizzy ond vomiting oll night, I stoyed

stood there, completely

I hove

sore ond swollen

hours preporing thot toble of dishes lost night.

to finish his sentence when it wos interrupted by

whot? I’ve olreody eoten. If you hoven’t hod

sentence weighed heovily on his chest, moking it difficult to breothe. He wos stunned for o long time, unoble

soy, Gwendolyn forcibly broke free from his grip ond went bock upstoirs to her

ot the meol he hod

dishes wos still exquisite, but the food hod

indescriboble emptiness ond guilt welled

upstoirs to chonge her clothes, ond os soon os she wolked to the

ond finish

“Where ore we going?”

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