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?

Did his endurance mean that this matter could finally be put

kept him going suddenly waned. His head

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

forehead, which was burning hot. Even though he had

being drenched in the rain all night, Maverick

quickly took him back to his room and went upstairs to

just woken up and was combing

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

“Yes.”

visit, they prescribed fever-reducing medication and administered an

sensing his imminent awakening, Gwendolyn descended to the second floor and entered

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

in a daze, his vision still blurry. However, as he turned his head, he caught sight

you

not completely 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 disdain. “I’ll ask you one last time—where did you leave that

words, Maverick gradually

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already been utterly

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called out,

two entered the

ordered, “Send him to

this, Elven immediately stepped forward, pleading for

Wright’s current condition, he won’t last more than three

at him and said, “Fine, then you can

Everyone remained silent.

was abruptly suppressed, and he reluctantly joined William in dragging Maverick off the

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