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.

his muscles throughout his body, it seemed as if

shifting to the center of his back, where the bloody, blurred wound

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

man a ferocious kick on his shoulders and threw the leather belt back at him. “Hurry up and get lost.

lifted the quilt and, with her back turned to Maverick, nestled

guard, Maverick staggered slightly

belt, then rose to retrieve

he refrained from wearing the clothes directly

lying on her side on the bed, her back facing him. She hadn’t even changed her

still wearing your coat. It won’t be comfortable

teeth and replied, “I don’t care. Just

bed, his gaze

she sat up abruptly, her face

“Get out!”

it steadily and placed it on the dressing

another pillow and

again, and a gentle smile

reach from the bedside table—tissue boxes, ornaments, books, and

the man caught each item effortlessly, never missing a beat. He

on his

Gwendolyn’s eyes, it felt

she felt as if she could burst at any moment. She searched on the bedside table for a while but found nothing. When she looked down, she realized that she had already thrown everything away,

still

swiftly raised both hands in surrender, saying, “Stop! I

from her sight. Only then did she place the table lamp back in its original

she quietly got out of bed, retrieved her pillow, and took several deep

the

not uttering a single word. Regardless of what Maverick said, she

headed to Angle right

Maverick, so

the office, Gwendolyn first made

repeated the name of the potion that Maverick mentioned last night

was essentially the same

damage caused by the potent S40 strong corrosive potion. Since it was a laboratory chemical, it couldn’t be found through

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