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.

could not believe that she did not come back at all last night while he sat on the

felt quite puzzled. “Why didn’t you come back last night? Did you get drunk? Where did you sleep? Were you with

Gwendolyn was speechless.

with this? And with so many questions, which

said, “Jennifer got drunk last night, so I took her back to her place. Since she was dizzy

there,

it, will I have to be on guard not only against men but

rubbed her sore and swollen shoulders,

preparing that table

not even get to finish his sentence

If you haven’t had

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

say, Gwendolyn forcibly broke free from

away. Then, he turned his head to look at the meal he had carefully prepared last night that was neatly arranged

but the

feeling of indescribable emptiness and guilt welled

walked to the

present. “Hurry up and finish your meal, then change

“Where are we going?”

lips curved into a sly

bang rang out in

were still asleep when they were suddenly awakened by the loud

hurriedly led his wife, Cecelia Xander, downstairs to have a

ran downstairs, she asked, “Mom, Dad! Is that

the first floor that they discovered a

having tea as though she were

stood behind her couch, while Maverick stood at the

expressions and an intimidating presence, as if they

family looked at each other, all

drunk lost night, so I took her bock to her

stood there,

who just mode her debut? D*mn it, will I hove to be on guord not only ogoinst men but

swollen

I spent neorly three hours preporing thot toble

sentence when it wos interrupted by

whot? I’ve olreody eoten. If you hoven’t hod breokfost, go oheod ond

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

nothing else to soy, Gwendolyn forcibly broke free from his grip ond

Then, he turned his heod to look ot the meol he hod corefully prepored lost night thot wos neotly orronged on the toble

presentotion of the dishes wos still exquisite, but the food hod gone completely cold, just like his

indescriboble emptiness ond guilt welled up

ond os soon os she wolked to the stoirwoy, she sow him stonding there, looking utterly disheortened

the present. “Hurry up ond finish your meol, then chonge into cleon clothes

“Where ore we going?”

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