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.

the involuntary tensing of his muscles throughout his body, it

she had inflicted, her gaze unconsciously shifting to the center of his back, where the bloody, blurred wound pained her

and despite everything, she couldn’t

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

and, with her back turned

staggered slightly from the

then rose to retrieve the shirt and

the bandage had been removed, he refrained from wearing the clothes directly to avoid soiling them. Instead, he simply held them in his

her back facing him. She

coat. It won’t be comfortable to sleep

replied, “I don’t care. Just go

the foot of her bed, his gaze fixed

a surge of anger rushing to her head. Suddenly, she sat up abruptly, her face

“Get out!”

caught it steadily and placed it

then grabbed another pillow and threw

caught it once again, and a gentle smile hung on

from the bedside table—tissue

effortlessly, never missing a beat. He then helped her

faint smile on his face brimmed

eyes, it felt like a

a while but found nothing. When she looked down, she realized that she

table lamp. The lamp was still

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

at him fiercely until he closed the door and vanished from her sight. Only then did she place the table lamp back in its

retrieved her pillow,

the next morning

a single word. Regardless of what Maverick said,

headed to Angle right

to Maverick, so all she had to do was

arriving at the office, Gwendolyn first made a phone call to her

the potion that Maverick

was essentially the same

in contact with someone from Shadow Bell once again and searched for images of skin damage caused by the potent S40 strong corrosive potion. Since it was

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