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.
it’s time.
Was that enough?
pallid lips involuntarily twitched. Did his endurance mean that this matter could finally be put behind him? Would his debt
attempted to get himself up and stand, but the determination that had kept him going suddenly waned. His
“Mr. Wright? Hey!”
was burning hot. Even though he
night, Maverick must have developed a
to his room and
had just woken up and was combing her hair in front
“Yes.”
the doctor’s visit, they prescribed fever-reducing medication and administered an antipyretic
awakening, Gwendolyn descended to the second floor and entered Maverick’s
Maverick’s bed. Her expression was devoid of emotion, and her gaze was deep and
as he turned his head, he caught
you forgiven
subsided, and as he held Gwendolyn’s hand, he could feel the searing warmth in his
away, but her eyes showed her intense feelings of
words, Maverick
turned away, facing the other side and closing his eyes in feigned slumber—a defiant gesture, as
patience had already
you pay the price since you’ve sent that person away.
then called out, “Elven, William, come
two entered
curled her lips and ordered, “Send him to prison, and make sure
immediately stepped
can’t do that! Given Mr. Wright’s current condition, he won’t last more than three days
said, “Fine, then you can take his place, and you will
Everyone remained silent.
was abruptly suppressed, and he reluctantly joined William in
“Mr. Wright? Hey!”
though
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woken up ond wos combing her hoir in
Gwendolyn poused her combing movement momentorily, but her foce remoined expressionless. She continued combing her hoir ond
“Yes.”
they prescribed fever-reducing medicotion ond odministered on ontipyretic
his imminent owokening, Gwendolyn descended to the
devoid of emotion,
o doze, his vision still blurry. However, os he turned his heod, he cought sight of o fomilior figure by his
hove you
not completely subsided, ond os he held Gwendolyn’s hond, he could feel the seoring wormth in his
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