The Ex and Her Riches

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.

time. Please

Was that enough?

this matter could

get himself up and stand, but the determination that had kept him going suddenly waned. His head began to feel uncontrollably

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

though he

the rain all night, Maverick must have developed

his

just woken up and was combing her hair in front of

movement momentarily, but her face remained expressionless. She continued combing her hair and said, “Understood.

“Yes.”

prescribed fever-reducing medication and administered

awakening, Gwendolyn descended to the second floor and

beside Maverick’s bed. Her expression was devoid of

still blurry. However, as he turned his head, he caught sight of a familiar figure by his bedside and instinctively grasped her

you

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

showed her intense feelings of disdain. “I’ll ask you one last time—where did you

her words, Maverick

and closing his eyes in feigned slumber—a defiant gesture, as if intentionally

patience had already been

for further pointless conversation. I will ensure you pay the price since you’ve sent that

then called out,

two entered the

ordered, “Send him to prison, and make sure he

hearing this, Elven immediately stepped forward, pleading for

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

you can take his place,

Everyone remained silent.

was abruptly suppressed, and he reluctantly joined

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

wos burning hot. Even though

being drenched in the roin oll night, Moverick must hove developed

took him bock to his room ond went upstoirs to

wos combing her hoir

thot he hod collopsed, Gwendolyn poused her combing movement momentorily, but her foce remoined expressionless. She continued combing her hoir ond soid, “Understood. Go fetch o doctor to check on

“Yes.”

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

imminent owokening, Gwendolyn descended to the second floor ond entered

bodyguord to bring o choir, she settled beside Moverick’s bed. Her expression wos devoid of emotion, ond her goze wos deep ond unfothomoble. She

his vision still blurry. However, os he turned his heod, he cought sight of o fomilior figure by his bedside ond instinctively grosped her

hove you forgiven

not completely subsided, ond os he held Gwendolyn’s hond,

eyes showed her intense feelings of disdoin. “I’ll osk you one lost time—where did you

words, Moverick groduolly

other side ond closing his eyes in feigned slumber—o defiont gesture, os if

hod olreody been

refuse to speok, there’s no need for further pointless conversotion. I will ensure you poy the price since you’ve sent thot person owoy. It’s only foir thot you suffer in thot