The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 195

Maverick gazed up at her, a flattering smile playing at his thin lips.

Gwendolyn cast a deep, meaningful glance at the man.

Indeed, he was due to be taught a lesson that night, and Gwendolyn’s anger simply would not subside until the man was crying and pleading for mercy.

She extended her hand toward him. “Belt.”

Without hesitation, Maverick swiftly unfasted the metal buckle and obediently handed the belt to her. Then, he turned around and faced away from the woman.

Gwendolyn felt a shiver course through her entire being. She folded the belt in half, her eyes glinting with resolution and intensity. Lifting the belt high into the air, she readied herself to strike the wounded back before her.

However, before she could swing the belt in her hand, her gaze involuntarily landed on the palm-sized burn on the man’s back.

The vividly crimson flesh and the gruesome wound provoked unease. It was so strikingly conspicuous that it was hard to ignore.

Besides, he’d sustained the injury by shielding her. Otherwise, it would be her face that was bearing such agony.

As Gwendolyn pondered on this, she experienced a surge of conflicting emotions. It felt as though an unseen force held her wrist, preventing her from lowering it no matter what.

She released a silent sigh and seemed to have deflated all of a sudden, for she realized, much to her vexation, that she actually started to feel sorry for him.

This feeling made Gwendolyn very unhappy.

The three years she had spent in the Wright residence were akin to enduring a living hell, devoid of any semblance of warmth. Following the divorce, she had observed some changes in Maverick and his growing sincerity. It would be disingenuous if she said she remained unmoved.

Nevertheless, Gwendolyn refused to tread upon that familiar path again.

No matter how much she attempted to sever the ties between him and herself, in the end, she would be the one to wind up hurt.

At that thought, she tightened her grip on the belt, trembling as though she had made a momentous decision.

Maverick remained motionless, not uttering a single word nor furrowing his brows.

body, it

she had inflicted, her gaze unconsciously shifting to the center of his back, where the

was thrown into turmoil, and despite everything, she couldn’t bring herself

your clothes and get out!” She gave the man a ferocious kick on his shoulders and threw the leather belt back at him.

and, with her back turned

Maverick staggered slightly

his belt, then rose to retrieve

wearing the clothes directly

head, he beheld Gwendolyn lying on her side on the bed, her back facing him. She hadn’t even changed her attire; how could she possibly appear as though

still wearing your coat. It won’t be comfortable

and replied, “I don’t care. Just go

her bed,

abruptly, her face inflated with irritation. Seizing the pillow next to her,

“Get out!”

placed it on the dressing

another pillow and

caught it once again, and a gentle smile hung on

everything within reach from the

item effortlessly, never missing a beat.

smile on his face

it felt like a

on the bedside table for a while

toward the table lamp. The lamp was still plugged in, yet instead

in

closed the door and vanished from her sight. Only then did she place the table lamp back

at the assortment of items on the bedside table, she quietly got out of bed, retrieved her pillow, and took several deep breaths to calm herself before heading to the bathroom to

long, the next morning

a single word. Regardless of what Maverick said, she completely disregarded

then headed to Angle right after finishing

Maverick, so all she

office, Gwendolyn first made a phone call to her eldest

repeated the name of the potion that

response was essentially the

once again and searched for images of skin damage caused by the potent S40 strong corrosive potion. Since it was a laboratory chemical, it couldn’t be

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