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 remaining

Villa and entered the

was leisurely changing her

head up the

you hungry

“I’m not very hungry.

head up

figure until he disappeared around the corner of

couldn’t help but notice that on their way back. From the subtle expressions on his face, he seemed to be enduring

and Maverick’s door was

to see

he was sleeping face down, and he didn’t even remove his

edge of his

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

was only slightly

Perhaps she was overthinking.

when she was about to

her waist. He even nestled his head in her embrace with his upper body sprawled across her

expecting him to

“Let go!”

only did Maverick not loosen his grip, but he also grabbed her tighter around her waist and burrowed into her

for a little while,” he

last night to make things clear with him.

“Let go! Have you forgotten your

as Gwendolyn was about to forcibly remove his arms from her waist, he pleaded softly,

ambush in the forest of the eastern suburbs three days later and successfully returned to Salinsburgh to resolve the turmoil within the family, his

wanted to remember her scent and the

and continued to pry his hand off. “Let go. I

“Don’t. Please…”

was barely audible and

suddenly froze. He

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

first time he had

didn’t say anything more. She merely stood still and allowed

fell into a deep

as time

brow furrowed tighter

every breath he took, his entire

had yet to apply medicines, the pain continued to intensify and grew

the sweet scent emanating from Gwendolyn’s body was as sweet as

lap, and

Something doesn’t feel right.

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

Maverick remained silent.

touch the collar of Maverick’s shirt, only to have

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