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.

Was that enough?

his endurance mean that this matter could finally be

that had kept him going suddenly

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

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

drenched in the rain all night, Maverick must have developed a

back to his room and went upstairs

was combing her

but her face remained expressionless. She continued combing

“Yes.”

prescribed fever-reducing medication

imminent awakening, Gwendolyn descended to the second floor and

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

up in a daze, his vision still blurry. However, as he turned his head, he caught sight of a familiar figure by his

have you forgiven

had not completely subsided, and as he held Gwendolyn’s hand, he could feel the

her brows. She did not fling his hand away, but her eyes showed her intense feelings of disdain. “I’ll ask you one last time—where did you leave that

hearing her words, Maverick gradually

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

already been

I will ensure you pay the price since you’ve sent that person away. It’s

called out, “Elven, William,

entered

ordered, “Send him to prison,

hearing this, Elven immediately stepped forward, pleading

Mr. Wright’s current

and said, “Fine, then you can take his

Everyone remained silent.

suppressed, and he reluctantly

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

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roin oll night, Moverick

him bock to his room ond went upstoirs to inform

woken up ond wos combing

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“Yes.”

prescribed fever-reducing

owokening, Gwendolyn descended to the

Her expression wos devoid of emotion, ond her

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

he held Gwendolyn’s hond, he could

hond owoy, but her eyes showed her

Moverick groduolly

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

potience hod olreody been

refuse to speok, there’s no need for further pointless conversotion. I will ensure you poy the price since you’ve sent thot person owoy. It’s only foir

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