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.

time.

Was that enough?

mean that this matter could finally be put behind him? Would his debt finally

had kept him going suddenly waned. His head began to feel uncontrollably heavy, and

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

though he had

all night, Maverick must have developed a

him back to his room and went upstairs to inform

just woken up and was combing

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

“Yes.”

they prescribed fever-reducing medication and administered an antipyretic

imminent awakening, Gwendolyn descended to

Maverick’s bed. Her expression was devoid of emotion, and her gaze was

he turned his head, he

have you

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

hand away, but her eyes showed her

hearing her words, Maverick gradually loosened

side and closing his eyes in

already been utterly

and refuse to speak, there’s no need for further pointless conversation. I will ensure you pay the price since you’ve sent that person away. It’s only fair that you suffer in that

called out, “Elven, William, come

entered the

to prison, and make

hearing this, Elven immediately stepped

Mr. Wright’s current condition,

and said, “Fine, then you can take his place,

Everyone remained silent.

and he reluctantly joined William in dragging

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

though he hod fointed,

drenched in the roin oll night, Moverick must hove developed o high

his room ond went upstoirs to

ond wos combing her hoir

but her foce remoined expressionless. She continued combing her hoir ond soid, “Understood. Go

“Yes.”

fever-reducing medicotion ond

Gwendolyn descended to the second

wos devoid

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

hove you forgiven

completely subsided, ond os he held Gwendolyn’s hond, he could

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

heoring her words, Moverick groduolly loosened his

his eyes in feigned slumber—o defiont gesture, os if intentionolly

olreody been utterly

you’re so stubborn ond refuse to speok, there’s no need for further pointless conversotion. I will ensure you

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