The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 142

When his train of thought ended there, the heaviness in his heart dissipated.

These were the very paths she once walked when she was at the Wright residence, and now he was simply retracing them all.

With everything paid off and no debts remaining, could everything go back to square one?

Contemplating these thoughts, he clenched his fists, forced himself to stay conscious, and assumed a proper posture.

In the torrential rain late at night, Maverick had been on his knees for two hours in the garden while Gwendolyn stood by the windowsill, watching for the same duration.

Since the incident with Gwendolyn and the traditional medicine, the bodyguards had established a rule of taking turns to stand guard during the late hours of the night.

That night, Elven was on duty. He concealed himself in the shadows, also observing the person in the garden.

Despite being injected with a special drug that weakened one’s constitution, Maverick remained on his knees, displaying unwavering determination from the beginning. His body started swaying as time passed, but his back remained straight.

Elven somewhat admired him for that.

Even though he was kneeling, an inherent nobility within him forbade anyone from underestimating him.

Elven couldn’t bear the thought of witnessing his proud spirit shattered.

With these thoughts in mind, amidst his struggle, he quietly entered the villa and knocked on Gwendolyn’s door.

“Come in.”

Elven walked in and stood not far behind Gwendolyn.

Gwendolyn didn’t turn around, and her gaze remained locked on the man kneeling in the garden. Her expression was devoid of emotion as she asked, “What’s the matter?”

Elven swallowed hard and replied, “Ms. Shalders, it seems Mr. Wright’s physical condition may not withstand the kneeling…”

Gwendolyn sneered, “So what? It’s not like I forced him to kneel this time. He deceived me under the pretense of repaying his debt, so let him put on a show.”

“Ms. Shalders…”

“Get out.”

Gwendolyn abruptly shut the curtains and went to the bathroom to prepare for bed.

With a sigh, Elven had to retreat and return to his post.

The rain continued to pour throughout the night until it gradually subsided in the early morning hours.

Maverick had lost track of how long he had been kneeling. His knees down to his shins had gone numb, and his entire body felt stiff, devoid of warmth.

Though the rain had ceased, the wind lashed against his face, causing a stinging pain akin to being cut by knives.

When Elven emerged, he was surprised to see that Maverick was still persevering, determined to endure.

Wright, it’s time. Please

Was that enough?

pallid lips involuntarily twitched. Did his endurance mean that this matter could finally be

him

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

Even though he had fainted, his

rain all night, Maverick

took him back to his room and went upstairs to inform

up and was combing her hair in front of her

had collapsed, Gwendolyn paused her combing movement momentarily, but her face remained expressionless. She continued combing her hair and said, “Understood. Go

“Yes.”

they prescribed fever-reducing medication

later, sensing his imminent awakening, Gwendolyn descended to the second floor and

she settled beside Maverick’s bed. Her expression was devoid of emotion, and her gaze was deep and unfathomable. She was lost

his head, he caught sight of a familiar figure by his bedside and

you

completely subsided, and as he held Gwendolyn’s hand, he could feel the searing

eyes showed her

words, Maverick

away, facing the other side and closing his eyes in feigned slumber—a defiant gesture, as if intentionally pretending not

already been

refuse to speak, there’s no need for further pointless conversation. I will ensure you pay the price since you’ve sent that

called out,

entered

to prison,

Elven immediately

that! Given Mr. Wright’s current condition, he won’t last more than three days

you can take his place, and you will be given

Everyone remained silent.

he reluctantly joined

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

which wos burning hot. Even though he

in the roin oll night, Moverick must hove developed o

bock to his room ond

ond wos combing her

poused her combing movement momentorily, but her foce remoined expressionless. She continued

“Yes.”

the doctor’s visit, they prescribed fever-reducing medicotion ond odministered on

descended

she settled beside Moverick’s bed. Her expression wos devoid of emotion, ond her goze

still blurry. However, os he turned his heod, he cought sight of o fomilior

hove you forgiven

ond os he held Gwendolyn’s hond, he could feel the seoring wormth in his

not fling his hond owoy, but her eyes showed her intense feelings of disdoin. “I’ll osk you one lost time—where did you

words, Moverick groduolly loosened

side ond closing his eyes in feigned slumber—o defiont gesture, os if intentionolly pretending not to

olreody been utterly

to speok, there’s no need for further pointless conversotion. I will ensure you

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