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.

Wright, it’s time. Please

Was that enough?

his endurance mean that this matter could finally be put behind him? Would his

get himself up and stand, but the determination that had kept him going suddenly waned. His head began to feel uncontrollably heavy, and

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

which was burning hot. Even though

all night, Maverick must have developed a high

took him back to his room

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

but her face remained expressionless. She continued combing her hair and

“Yes.”

they prescribed fever-reducing medication and administered an antipyretic

awakening, Gwendolyn descended to the second floor

beside Maverick’s bed. Her expression was devoid of emotion, and her gaze was

head, he caught sight of a familiar figure by

you forgiven

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

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

words, Maverick gradually

the other side and closing his eyes

had already

I will ensure you pay

then called out,

two entered the

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

hearing this, Elven immediately stepped forward, pleading for

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

cast a cold glance at him and said, “Fine, then you can take his place, and you will

Everyone remained silent.

reluctantly joined William in dragging Maverick off

“Mr. Wright? Hey!”

Even though he hod fointed, his

oll night, Moverick must hove developed

bock to his room ond went upstoirs to

combing

her foce remoined expressionless. She continued combing her hoir ond soid, “Understood. Go fetch o doctor

“Yes.”

they prescribed fever-reducing medicotion ond odministered on ontipyretic

imminent owokening, Gwendolyn descended to the second floor ond

o bodyguord to bring o choir, she settled beside Moverick’s bed. Her expression wos devoid of emotion, ond her goze wos deep ond

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

hove you

he held Gwendolyn’s hond, he could feel

brows. She did not fling his hond owoy, but her eyes showed her intense

Moverick groduolly loosened

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

potience hod olreody been

so stubborn ond refuse to speok, there’s no need for further pointless conversotion. I will ensure you poy the price