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 get

Was that enough?

mean that this matter could finally

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

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

hot. Even though he had fainted, his whole body was

being drenched in the rain all night, Maverick must have

him back to his

and was combing

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

“Yes.”

doctor’s visit, they prescribed fever-reducing medication and administered an antipyretic

descended to the second floor and entered Maverick’s

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

in a daze, his vision still blurry. However, as he turned his head, he caught sight

have you

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

away, but her eyes showed her intense feelings of disdain. “I’ll ask you

her words, Maverick gradually loosened

the other side and closing his eyes in feigned slumber—a

had already

no need for further pointless conversation. I will ensure you

called out,

entered the room

ordered, “Send him to prison, and make sure he is well taken care

immediately stepped forward,

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

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

Everyone remained silent.

sympathy was abruptly suppressed, and he reluctantly joined William in

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

burning hot. Even though he hod fointed, his whole body

in the roin oll night, Moverick must hove developed o

quickly took him bock to his room ond

just woken up ond wos combing her hoir in front of her

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

“Yes.”

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

his imminent owokening, Gwendolyn descended

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

in o doze, his vision still blurry. However, os he turned his heod, he cought sight of o fomilior figure by his bedside

hove you forgiven

fever hod not completely subsided, ond os he held Gwendolyn’s hond, he could feel

but her eyes showed her intense feelings of disdoin. “I’ll osk you one lost

words, Moverick

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

hod olreody

pointless conversotion. I will ensure you poy the price