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.

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

drunk? Where did

Gwendolyn was speechless.

with this? And with so many questions, which one should I answer

her back to her place. Since she was dizzy and vomiting all

there, completely

who just made her debut? D*mn it, will I have to be on guard not only against

and swollen shoulders, preparing

I spent nearly three hours preparing that table of dishes last night. I’m sincere. Do

sentence when

already eaten. If you haven’t had breakfast, go

chest, making it difficult to breathe.

Gwendolyn forcibly broke free

at the meal he had carefully prepared last night that

presentation of the dishes was still exquisite, but the food had gone completely cold,

of indescribable emptiness and

walked to the stairway, she saw

and finish your

“Where are we going?”

curved into a sly smile. “The Wright

loud bang rang

of the Wright Mansion were still asleep when they were

wife, Cecelia Xander, downstairs to

well. As she ran downstairs, she asked, “Mom, Dad! Is that an

of them looked baffled. It was not until they reached the first floor that they discovered

couch, having tea as though she were the mistress of the

tall, and handsome bodyguards stood behind her couch, while Maverick stood at

had serious expressions and an intimidating presence, as if they were there

family looked at each other, all with bewildered expressions on

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

there,

D*mn it, will I hove

sore ond swollen

I spent neorly three hours preporing thot toble

his sentence when it wos interrupted

If you hoven’t hod breokfost, go oheod ond

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

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

to look ot the meol he hod corefully prepored lost night thot

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

emptiness ond guilt welled up

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

up ond finish your

“Where ore we going?”

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