The Ex and Her Riches

Maverick was slightly taken aback. He hadn’t expected her to refuse him outright.

Gwendolyn went on to say, “For me, those years were filled with darkness, and it all started from the day Old Mr. Wright brought me into the Wright residence. Old Mr. Wright was kind to me, but he didn’t trust me completely either. When Frida and Dexter accused me of stealing the jewelry, Old Mr. Wright didn’t say a word in my defense. Although I don’t hold a grudge against him for that, there’s no way I could commemorate the day I first entered the Wright residence!”

Her gaze was so cold that one could feel the chill coming off her.

It had been a long time since Maverick saw her look at him with such an expression. Flustered, he quickly apologized, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know how bad things were for you…”

Gwendolyn was reasonable enough not to take her anger out on him. She pointed out placidly, “You were probably working overtime at Wright Construction Group back then, so it’s only normal that you were oblivious to it. That said, there’s no need for us to attend this dinner for memories’ sake.”

As she spoke, she glanced at the time and realized it was getting late.

After instructing Elven to take good care of Maverick, Gwendolyn turned around and got ready to leave.

Maverick quickly grabbed her hand and asked, “Gwendolyn, do you know that Sherman is planning to propose to you tonight?”

Gwendolyn wasn’t surprised, but she still turned around and asked, “How did you know?”

Maverick said truthfully, “I met with him when he came to Wright Construction Group to find you the last time. He told me about it. I personally find him too soft-hearted. He might be a good friend, but he definitely won’t make a good husband. You won’t be happy with him.”

To this end, Gwendolyn had to agree with Maverick. Sherman was gentle-mannered and soft-spoken, not just to her but to everyone else around him as well.

However, she found it ironic that Maverick was the one telling her this.

“Whether he’s a good husband or not may still be uncertain, but I know you’re definitely not husband material. So, what gives you the right to say these things?” she demanded icily.

All the blood drained from Maverick’s face.

After a pause, he finally met her steely gaze again. “As your former husband, I failed in my duties and caused you pain. I let you down, and I’m sorry about that—”

She pried his hand off and cut him off bluntly, “There’s no need to apologize. Once our one-year agreement is fulfilled, we’ll be even, and our paths will never cross again. They’ll become parallel lines.”

Maverick’s face grew paler by the second as he watched her struggle free from his grasp and leave the villa.

Does this mean she actually likes Sherman?

Over at the seven-star Dunearn Hotel at Fairlake, Sherman had booked the entire restaurant on one of the higher floors of the hotel and filled it with nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine red roses. He also secretly hid the box, which contained a diamond ring, in the birthday cake.

The long banquet table was decked with expensive gifts, all of which were to make up for the holidays and birthdays he had missed out on celebrating with Gwendolyn in the six years they had been apart.

Sherman carefully examined the little surprises he had planted in the room, making sure everything would go off without a hitch. He then straightened his tie and decided he would start practicing his speech.

This was already his third confession to Gwendolyn since coming to Fairlake for her. The last two times had either been too hastily done or gotten interfered with by someone else.

was

when, suddenly, a man in a suit and leather shoes came up to him. At first glance, the

Ferguson. I am Ms. Shalders’ bodyguard,” the man

seen you

with a smile, “I’m William. I was sent out on an errand by Ms. Shalders when

smile. “Oh, I see.” He did not suspect Neville at all, given how the latter was a good-looking

was very particular about appearances, her bodyguards were all fairly good-looking. There was no reason for Sherman to

prepared a surprise birthday gift for you and

was delighted to hear that. “Well, wouldn’t want her efforts

soon as his two bodyguards saw him leaving, they immediately hurried

waiting for you out there, Mr. Ferguson. Are you sure you want your bodyguards to come along and spoil her

it some thought, Sherman thought it would be rather inappropriate for

not be able to enjoy his romantic moment with Gwendolyn with his bodyguards

bodyguards, “Just wait here. I’ll

Mr. Ferguson,”

the rooftop. To get there, one had to take the

door to the rooftop for Sherman, bowing as he gestured for Sherman to

gave him a modest smile, then

utterly empty, with

that Sherman realized something was amiss. “Where’s Gwendolyn? You lied to

was about to turn around and leave when suddenly, a man dressed in a staff uniform

sure everything would go off without o hitch. He then stroightened his tie ond decided he would

olreody his third confession to Gwendolyn since coming to Foirloke for her. The lost two times

wos determined to

deep in thought when, suddenly, o mon in o suit ond leother shoes come up to him. At first glonce, the mon

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come I’ve never seen you before?”

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returned his smile. “Oh, I see.” He did not suspect Neville ot oll, given how the lotter wos o good-looking young fellow with

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soid she hos prepored o surprise birthdoy gift for you ond would like to invite you to the

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rooftop verondo. As soon os his two bodyguords sow him leoving,

there, Mr. Ferguson. Are you sure you

it some thought, Shermon thought it would be rother inoppropriote

be oble to enjoy his romontic

such, he soid to his bodyguords, “Just woit here. I’ll be fine; it’s just the

Ferguson,”

did not go directly to the rooftop. To get there, one hod to toke the

door to the rooftop for Shermon, bowing os he gestured

o modest smile, then

his surprise, the rooftop wos utterly empty, with nothing to be