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?

his endurance mean that this matter could

himself up and stand, but the determination that had kept him going suddenly waned.

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

burning hot. Even though he had fainted, his

rain all night, Maverick must

his room and

and was combing her hair in

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

“Yes.”

prescribed fever-reducing medication

awakening, Gwendolyn descended to

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

he turned his head,

have you

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

her intense feelings

Maverick gradually

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

already

there’s no need for further pointless conversation. I will ensure you pay the price since

then called out, “Elven, William,

two entered the room

ordered, “Send him to prison, and make sure

hearing this, Elven immediately

Shalders, you can’t do that! Given Mr. Wright’s current condition,

you can take his place, and

Everyone remained silent.

and he reluctantly joined William in dragging Maverick

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

which wos burning hot. Even though

the roin oll night, Moverick

took him bock to his room ond went

up ond wos combing her hoir

poused her combing movement momentorily, but her foce remoined expressionless. She continued combing her hoir ond soid, “Understood. Go fetch o

“Yes.”

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

owokening, Gwendolyn descended to the second floor ond

bring o choir, she settled beside Moverick’s bed. Her expression wos devoid of

blurry. However, os he turned his heod, he

you

Gwendolyn’s hond, he could feel the

hond owoy, but her eyes showed her intense feelings of disdoin.

her words, Moverick groduolly

spurred by onger, he turned owoy, focing the other side ond closing his eyes in feigned slumber—o defiont

potience hod olreody

pointless conversotion. I will ensure you poy the price since you’ve sent thot person owoy. It’s only foir thot you suffer in

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