The Ex and Her Riches
Chapter 143
If it truly wasn’t him, then this matter wasn’t as simple as it seemed.
Gwendolyn narrowed her cold gaze, still harboring suspicion, as she looked at Maverick.
She pinched his cheeks with all her might.
His cheeks bulged like he had two buns in his mouth. His handsome eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his bright eyes resembled the eyes of a distressed pet.
“I’ll believe you this time, but if I find out you’re still deceiving me, I’ll immediately throw you into prison. Let’s see how long you can last and how long your subordinates would take to get you out.”
She finished speaking and angrily retracted her hands.
Maverick slumped down on the floor, feeling completely drained.
He wanted to say something, but a bitter taste abruptly surged up his throat, causing him to choke and cough violently.
It felt as if his lungs were about to be coughed out.
He wasn’t afraid of being imprisoned; even if Gwendolyn locked him inside, few would dare to harm him.
However, he didn’t want Gwendolyn to continue misunderstanding him.
Cough! “I-I will go to hell if I lie.”
Gwendolyn turned her head and glanced down at him once again.
His face had turned pale from coughing, and he still ran a fever. The expression of pain on his face was evident when he frowned.
Perhaps it was due to the effects of the special drug, but he appeared like a long-suffering patient who couldn’t recover.
Even Elven and William felt slight sympathy when they saw his pitiful state.
Gwendolyn, however, remained expressionless. Her gaze was on him, and no one knew what was on her mind.
After a while, she turned to Elven and William and said, “Which of you can cook some oatmeal for him and bring it over?”
Elven and William exchanged glances, clearly perplexed.
“Ms. Shalders, you might as well ask me to start a fight. Cook oatmeal? I have no idea how…” Elven voiced his hesitation.
William chimed in, “I don’t know how either. Really!”
Gwendolyn was speechless.
Perhaps she should hire a few bodyguards with decent cooking skills next time.
She looked at the person on the floor and contemplated asking him to handle it himself.
The person seemed to notice her gaze and suddenly coughed even harder, sounding extremely pitiful.
Gwendolyn pursed her lips.
“Fine, help him back to bed, and I’ll take care of it myself.”
“All right!”
After giving the orders, Gwendolyn headed downstairs, found the oats in the pantry, and started cooking oatmeal.
After helping Maverick return to bed, William descended to the kitchen and sought Gwendolyn.
do you
entirely. I only trust conclusive evidence. If it wasn’t him, there should be some
pondered momentarily and continued with her instructions, “Since he claims to have sent Sherman away,
“Yes,” replied William.
moment and continued, “Honestly, I do believe in Mr.
paused
clear that he possesses formidable power. Removing Natasha would have been a simple task for him, and if he truly wanted to do so, he would have done it long ago. Then he could have taken Natasha and disappeared to a small country overseas, where even gods would struggle to find them. There was no
Gwendolyn remained silent.
of the moment yesterday, combined with Maverick’s misinterpretation, Gwendolyn
closer reflection now, she realized there were indeed
it wasn’t Maverick, then who could
thought crossed
person from the Harris family who
it was that person, when did that person discover she was still alive
the trouble
that
she was lost in her thoughts, a terrified expression showed on William’s
The
Huh? What was that?
oatmeal! Ms. Shalders,
her nostrils, and she belatedly
of the pot had charred, the
and investigate further, Gwendolyn retrieved a small
up the staircase, her attention was drawn to
Her gaze
last night’s kneeling had
them kneeling for around the same amount of time,
agreement, Gwendolyn had lost track of the countless instances where Maverick knelt on his own accord or was
once proud and fierce man who brimmed with arrogance seemed to have truly been
didn’t she feel particularly happy
it seemed that he had paid off
her thoughts back to the present, pushed the door open, and
o moment ond continued, “Honestly, I do believe in
ootmeol, poused briefly. “Tell
done it long ogo. Then he could hove token Notosho ond disoppeored to o smoll country overseos, where even gods would struggle to find them. There wos no need for him
Gwendolyn remoined silent.
misinterpretotion, Gwendolyn hod reodily occepted
there were indeed
then who could
thought crossed Gwendolyn’s
it be the person from the
person, when did thot person discover she
through the trouble of
thot person’s
her thoughts, o terrified expression
Sholders! The ootmeol!
Huh? Whot wos thot?
Ms.
ond she belotedly reolized whot
hod chorred, the rest of
orders ond investigote further, Gwendolyn
going up the stoircose, her ottention wos drown to Moverick’s portiolly ojor
through the norrow gop. Her goze fell upon Moverick, who wos rolling up his pont leg ond opplying ointment
of lost night’s kneeling hod
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