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.

throughout his body, it seemed as if he was impervious to

mark she had inflicted, her gaze unconsciously shifting to the center

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

and threw the leather belt back at him.

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

off guard, Maverick staggered slightly

belt, then rose to retrieve the

removed, he refrained from wearing the clothes directly to avoid soiling them.

turned his 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 she was ready to

your coat. It won’t be comfortable

replied, “I don’t care. Just

of her bed, his gaze fixed on her

sat up abruptly, her face inflated with irritation. Seizing the pillow next to her, she hurled it

“Get out!”

caught it steadily and placed it on the

another pillow

a gentle smile hung on his

launching everything within reach from the bedside table—tissue boxes, ornaments, books, and more—directly at

item effortlessly, never missing a beat.

smile on his face

Gwendolyn’s eyes, it felt like

on the bedside table for a while but found nothing. When she looked down, she realized that she had already thrown

was still plugged in, yet

actions, Maverick swiftly raised both hands in surrender, saying, “Stop! I was wrong. I’ll

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

got out of bed, retrieved

the next

Gwendolyn remained silent, not uttering a single word. Regardless of

headed to Angle right

Maverick, so

first made a phone call to her eldest

of the potion that

essentially the same

by the potent S40 strong corrosive potion. Since it was a laboratory chemical, it

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