The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 198

“Don’t touch. It’s dirty.”

Gwendolyn locked her eyes with Maverick, and her mind was clear. “The blood is still fresh, which means that something just happened here. Didn’t you see anything when you and Nico rushed over?”

Maverick remained silent and glanced at Nico.

Nico caught the hint and explained, “I was the first one to arrive here. When I came in, I happened to catch someone trying to escape through the window, so I injured him with a small knife. This should be the blood left by that person.”

“And where is that person? How could that person escape from someone with your skills?” Gwendolyn questioned.

Nico was at a loss for words momentarily. He pretended to scratch his head in embarrassment. “I’m sorry. It was my bad. He had companions, so I didn’t go after him.”

Fine.

Since the person wasn’t caught, there was not much for Gwendolyn to ask further.

She glanced at Maverick again. Other than his pale face and lips, he seemed fine. Could he really have caught a cold?

“Let’s go back to the villa.” Gwendolyn turned and walked toward the door.

Maverick followed behind her.

The wounds on his lower back would get torn with every step he took, causing him excruciating pain. It was so painful that he felt weak and weightless.

Nico quickly stepped forward and supported him by holding his arm.

Gwendolyn halted her steps and turned around when she heard the commotion. “What’s wrong?”

Maverick breathed in and forced a smile. “Nothing. He slipped.”

Nico was speechless.

How did I become the scapegoat for everything?

He gave Gwendolyn a wry smile. “Yes, I missed a step. But luckily, I reacted quickly and managed to grab Mr. Wright’s arm in time to avoid falling!”

It was a small incident that Gwendolyn didn’t pay much attention to. She swiftly left the abandoned factory.

Maverick had Nico drive away the car they came with, while he sat in Gwendolyn’s car to head back together.

On the way back, clad in a suit, Maverick sat upright with his back not touching the seat of the car.

Gwendolyn noticed his action. Recalling the burns on his back, she did not dwell on it further. “How did it go with Charles today? Did you find out anything?”

Maverick swallowed hard. It took him a couple of seconds before he replied, “Nothing, but don’t worry. Tomorrow, we will make him spill the beans.”

“Okay.”

the

at Bay Villa

was leisurely changing

head up the stairs

steps but stopped and turned around before saying, “Gwendolyn, are you hungry

didn’t refuse. “I’m not very hungry. We can eat

I’ll head

until he disappeared

on their way back.

and Maverick’s door

opened the door, just enough to see

was sleeping face down, and he didn’t

the edge of his bed.

icy-cold hand made contact with his forehead, Maverick’s eyelashes trembled slightly. “I’m not running a fever, and I’m

slightly

Perhaps she was overthinking.

she was about

she could react, she realized that someone had wrapped his arms around her waist. He even nestled his head in her embrace with his upper body

never expecting him to be so

“Let go!”

loosen his grip, but he also grabbed her tighter around her waist

for a little while,”

resolution from last night to make things clear with him. Her expression turned icy

you forgotten your place here? In this villa, I’m the one calling the shots, and you

waist, he pleaded softly, “Please, just let me hold you

ambush in the forest of the eastern suburbs three days later and successfully returned to

his final moments, he wanted to remember her scent and the tenderness of her

to pry his hand off. “Let go. I

“Don’t. Please…”

was barely audible and filled

froze. He was

a sweet talker, more submissive, and pretended to be vulnerable. But she knew that deep

time he had begged her

say anything more. She merely stood still and

fell into a deep

peaceful as time

furrowed tighter

breath he took, his entire body

to apply medicines, the pain continued to intensify and grew more

as sweet as honey, making him reluctant

on Gwendolyn’s lap, and she could sense his heavy

Something doesn’t feel right.

back. The wound shouldn’t be hurting as much as

Maverick remained silent.

mind as she reached out to touch the collar of Maverick’s shirt, only to have her wrist grabbed

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