Gwendolyn’s rationality was being overturned repeatedly. Her hands trembled uncontrollably when she lowered her head to look at the vase.

Gwendolyn handed it back to Nico. However, she bit her lower lips and shook her head, sneering coldly, “I don’t believe this. I dare you to make him tell me personally!”

“Ms. Shalders…”

“Get lost!” Gwendolyn yelled. She took a step back and slammed the door shut, shutting everyone out.

Taking a deep breath, Gwendolyn tried to calm down and regain her rationality.

As Gwendolyn sat on the couch, she saw the stack of sticky notes she had earlier taken down.

Gwendolyn picked them up again and carefully read through them.

She recalled the moment he pulled her into his tight embrace before they got into the car. Gwendolyn did not notice at that time, but she now realized that the corners of his eyes seemed a bit red.

Has Maverick known all along that this day would come, and was he prepared for the last time we would meet before I left for Fairlake? But… I didn’t see his corpse. I don’t believe it! There’s no way!

Justin was not at the villa previously because he accompanied Nico and the others to the crematorium. Now, he had finally arrived.

Justin’s face was full of grief when Gwendolyn called him inside.

Gwendolyn sat on the couch in a stupor. She was cold, devoid of emotions and tears.

Gwendolyn stood up suddenly and gave Justin a tight slap when he drew near.

“Uh…”

Justin staggered a step back, caught off guard. Blood seeped out from the corner of his cut lips.

Justin did not dare to wipe away the blood. Perceived the metallic taste in his mouth, he stood obediently to bear Gwendolyn’s anger.

“Ms. Shalders, go ahead and beat me to death if it makes you feel better. I’m drowning in guilt from causing Mr. Wright’s death. I’d feel better dying in your hands.”

Gwendolyn glanced at him. She withdrew her hand slowly and sat back on the couch after seeing he was truly upset.

“What exactly happened?”

myself to harm you. Those people didn’t want to let me off the hook and gave me an ultimatum three days ago to lure you to the abandoned warehouse on the eastern outskirts of the city. Mr. Wright found out about it, and he told me not to tell

tell me before something

thought for

her lips tightly and lowered her

this. “Ms. Shalders, it’s all my fault. Go ahead and hit me! Don’t

“Get out!”

“Ms. Shalders…”

“Get lost.”

Justin could only let her calm down on

was open. Gwendolyn’s face was cold when

stared at the stack of sticky notes on the coffee table, but the images of Maverick pretending to be aggrieved and fragile appeared in

to appear aloof and

could think of was his pitiful expression. She could not

the box that had been stored on top of

the photos of us? Where are our

of the wedding

she decided to seek revenge against

turned white, and she opened her phone’s photo album and searched for a

picture of the man she had been married

left was an audio recording, and

deep voice came. “I, Maverick, vow to disappear from your world forever once

bed before weakly collapsing to the

one year

a chance to bid

extraordinarily long for

became dry and puffy

Knock! Knock!

knocked on the

wiped away her tears and

was outside

to the Wright residence. The date for his burial has been set,

her

Three days? So soon?

for Maverick’s funeral were taken care of by Treyton,

about the situation upon

knowing Maverick gave his life up for Gwendolyn. He decided to shoulder this responsibility to ease her guilt, knowing that she would not be

informed wealthy families dared to spread

kept a low

been terrible

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