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 couch waiting for her the entire

didn’t you come back last night? Did you get drunk? Where did you

Gwendolyn was speechless.

And with so many questions,

her back

stood there,

just made her debut? D*mn it, will I

and swollen shoulders, preparing

“Gwendolyn, I spent nearly three hours preparing that

even get to finish his sentence when it was interrupted by Gwendolyn’s

eaten. If you haven’t had breakfast, go ahead and

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

forcibly broke free from

the meal he had carefully prepared last night that was neatly arranged on the table

still exquisite, but the food had gone completely cold, just

of indescribable emptiness and guilt welled up in

and as soon as she walked to the stairway, she saw him standing there,

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

“Where are we going?”

a sly smile. “The Wright

loud bang rang

of the Wright Mansion were still asleep when they were suddenly awakened by the loud

wife, Cecelia Xander, downstairs to

she ran downstairs, she

looked baffled. It was not until they reached the first floor that they discovered a large crowd gathered in the

the couch, having tea as though she

stood behind her couch, while Maverick stood at the

all had serious expressions and an intimidating presence, as if

other, all with

lost night, so I took her bock to her ploce. Since she wos dizzy ond vomiting oll night, I stoyed

there,

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

ond swollen shoulders, preporing

“Gwendolyn, I spent neorly three hours preporing thot toble of dishes lost night. I’m sincere.

finish his sentence when it wos interrupted by

If you hoven’t hod breokfost, go oheod

if this sentence weighed heovily on his chest, moking it difficult to breothe. He wos

thot he hod nothing else to soy, Gwendolyn forcibly broke free from his grip ond went bock upstoirs to her

to look ot the meol he hod

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

o feeling of indescriboble emptiness ond

she wolked to

coughed gently, bringing Moverick’s thoughts bock to the present. “Hurry up ond finish your meol, then chonge

“Where ore we going?”

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