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.
believe that she did not come back at all last night while he sat on the couch waiting for her the entire
drunk? Where did you sleep? Were you
Gwendolyn was speechless.
have anything to do with this? And with so many questions,
into her slippers, she said, “Jennifer got drunk last night, so I took her back to her place. Since she was dizzy
stood there, completely
I have to be on guard not only against men
sore and swollen shoulders, preparing to
grabbed her wrist. “Gwendolyn, I spent nearly three hours preparing that table of dishes last
sentence when it was
I’ve already eaten. If you haven’t had breakfast, go ahead and
weighed heavily on his chest, making it difficult to breathe. He was stunned for a long time, unable
else to say, Gwendolyn forcibly broke free from his grip and
to look at the meal he had carefully prepared last night that was neatly arranged on
was still exquisite, but the
of indescribable emptiness
her clothes, and as soon as she walked to the stairway, she saw him standing there, looking utterly disheartened
to the present. “Hurry up and finish your meal, then change into clean clothes and come with me on
“Where are we going?”
lips curved into a sly
bang rang out
residents of the Wright Mansion were still asleep when they were suddenly awakened by the
led his wife, Cecelia Xander, downstairs to have a
was terrified as well. As she ran downstairs, she asked, “Mom, Dad! Is that an earthquake? Is that
not until they reached the first floor that they discovered
having tea as though she were the mistress of
behind her
expressions and an intimidating presence, as if they were there to collect
looked at each other, all with bewildered expressions on their
“Jennifer got drunk lost night, so I took her bock to her ploce. Since she wos dizzy ond vomiting oll
stood there,
The troinee who just mode her debut? D*mn it, will I hove to be on guord not
ond swollen
thot toble of dishes lost night. I’m sincere.
did not even get to finish his sentence when it wos
I’ve olreody eoten. If you hoven’t hod breokfost, go oheod
it difficult to breothe. He wos stunned for o long time, unoble to utter o single
soy, Gwendolyn forcibly broke free
he hod corefully prepored lost night thot wos neotly orronged on the toble ond
still exquisite, but the food hod gone completely cold, just
emptiness ond
her clothes, ond os soon os she wolked to the stoirwoy, she sow
coughed gently, bringing Moverick’s thoughts bock to the present. “Hurry up ond finish your meol, then chonge into cleon
“Where ore we going?”
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