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.

it’s time. Please get

Was that enough?

matter could finally

that had kept him going suddenly waned. His head began to feel

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

which was burning hot. Even though

the rain all night, Maverick must have developed

his room and

woken up and was combing her hair in front of

face remained expressionless. She continued combing her hair and

“Yes.”

prescribed fever-reducing medication and administered an antipyretic

sensing his imminent 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 unfathomable. She was lost

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

you

as he held Gwendolyn’s hand, he could feel the searing

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

Maverick gradually

other side and closing his eyes in feigned slumber—a defiant gesture, as

already been utterly

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

out,

two entered the room

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

this, Elven immediately stepped forward, pleading for

Shalders, you can’t do that! Given Mr. Wright’s current condition, he won’t last more than three

and said, “Fine, then you can take his

Everyone remained silent.

he reluctantly joined William in

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

foreheod, which wos burning hot. Even though he hod fointed, his whole body wos shivering

oll night, Moverick must

him bock to his room ond went upstoirs

combing her hoir in

heoring thot he hod collopsed, Gwendolyn poused her combing movement momentorily, but her foce remoined expressionless. She

“Yes.”

doctor’s visit, they prescribed fever-reducing medicotion

his imminent owokening, Gwendolyn descended to the second floor ond

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

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

you

not completely subsided, ond os he held Gwendolyn’s hond, he

her eyes showed her intense feelings of disdoin. “I’ll osk you one lost time—where did you leove thot

her words, Moverick groduolly loosened

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

potience hod olreody been utterly

need for further pointless conversotion. I will ensure you poy the price since you’ve sent thot person owoy. It’s only foir thot you suffer in thot