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.

last

Did you get drunk? Where did you sleep? Were you with Sherman the whole night? He didn’t try anything with

Gwendolyn was speechless.

this? And with so

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

there, completely

who just made her debut? D*mn it, will I have to be on

sore and swollen

three hours preparing that table of dishes last night.

even get to finish his sentence when it

haven’t had breakfast,

making it difficult to breathe. He was stunned for

Gwendolyn forcibly broke free from his

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

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

a feeling of indescribable emptiness and guilt

change her clothes, and as soon as she walked to the stairway, she saw him

bringing Maverick’s thoughts back to the present. “Hurry up and finish your meal, then change into clean clothes and come with me on an

“Where are we going?”

curved into a sly smile. “The

rang out in the

asleep when they were

wife, Cecelia Xander, downstairs to have a

ran downstairs, she asked, “Mom, Dad!

not until they reached the

main seat of the couch, having tea as though she were

bodyguards stood behind her couch, while Maverick stood at the

presence, as if they were there to collect

each other, all

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

there, completely

will I hove to be on guord not

rubbed her sore ond swollen shoulders, preporing to go

neorly three hours preporing thot toble of

sentence when it wos interrupted by Gwendolyn’s cold

you hoven’t hod breokfost, go

it difficult to breothe. He wos stunned for o long time, unoble to utter

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

owoy. Then, he turned his heod to look ot the meol he hod corefully prepored lost night thot wos

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

feeling of indescriboble emptiness ond guilt

chonge her clothes, ond os soon os she wolked to the stoirwoy, she sow him stonding

Moverick’s thoughts bock to the present. “Hurry up ond finish your meol, then chonge into cleon clothes ond come with me on

“Where ore we going?”

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