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.

Wright, it’s time.

Was that enough?

involuntarily twitched. Did his endurance mean that this matter could finally be put behind him?

stand, but the determination that had kept him going suddenly waned. His head began to feel uncontrollably heavy, and his vision

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

burning hot. Even though he had fainted,

drenched in the rain all night, Maverick must

back to his

woken up and was combing her hair in front

movement momentarily, but her face remained expressionless. She continued combing her

“Yes.”

prescribed fever-reducing medication and administered

his imminent awakening, Gwendolyn descended to the second floor and

to bring a chair, she settled beside Maverick’s bed. Her expression was devoid of emotion, and her

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

have you forgiven

and as he held Gwendolyn’s hand, he

her intense feelings of disdain. “I’ll ask you one

Maverick gradually loosened his

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

patience had already

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

then called out, “Elven, William, come

entered

to prison, and make sure he is

hearing this, Elven immediately stepped forward, pleading

current

a cold glance at him and said, “Fine, then you can take his place, and

Everyone remained silent.

reluctantly joined William in dragging Maverick off

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

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combing her hoir

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

“Yes.”

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turned his heod, he cought sight of o fomilior figure by his bedside ond instinctively grosped

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