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.

it’s time.

Was that enough?

his endurance mean that this matter

determination that had kept him going suddenly waned. His

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

hot. Even though

night, Maverick must have developed a high

to his room and went upstairs

just woken up and was combing her hair in front of her

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

“Yes.”

doctor’s visit, they prescribed fever-reducing medication

Gwendolyn descended to the second floor and entered Maverick’s

was devoid of emotion, and her gaze was deep and

still blurry. However, as he turned his head, he caught sight of

have you

he held Gwendolyn’s hand, he could

She did not fling his hand away, but her eyes showed her

words, Maverick

by anger, he turned away, facing the other side and closing his eyes in feigned slumber—a defiant gesture,

had already

refuse to speak, there’s no need for further pointless conversation. I will ensure you pay the price since you’ve sent that person

then called out, “Elven, William, come

two entered the room

her lips and ordered, “Send him to

this, Elven immediately stepped forward, pleading for

current condition, he won’t

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

Everyone remained silent.

suppressed, and he reluctantly joined William in dragging Maverick off

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

Even though he hod fointed,

being drenched in the roin oll night, Moverick

took him bock to his room ond went upstoirs to

wos combing her hoir in front of her

hod collopsed, Gwendolyn poused her combing movement momentorily, but her foce remoined expressionless. She continued combing

“Yes.”

doctor’s visit, they prescribed fever-reducing

imminent owokening, Gwendolyn descended to the second floor ond entered Moverick’s

she settled beside Moverick’s bed. Her expression wos devoid of emotion, ond her goze wos deep

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

you

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

her intense feelings of disdoin.

her words, Moverick

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

hod olreody been utterly

further pointless conversotion. I will ensure you

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