The Ex and Her Riches

It was raining heavily, and the bodyguard held an umbrella over Frida.

She walked to the side alone to examine the letter.

No one witnessed the expression of shock on her face.

She tightly clutched the letter, her eyes filled with complex emotions. After a few minutes of internal conflict, she stowed away the envelope and returned to Maverick’s grave.

“Mom, what did Maverick say?”

Frida’s face bore a look of devastation as she completely disregarded Sheralyn, seemingly oblivious to her question.

“Mom, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me! What did Maverick write in the letter?”

Sheralyn attempted to grab the envelope from Frida’s hand, but the latter skillfully evaded her. Sheralyn thought it was odd and went to snatch the letter again.

In a moment of desperation, Frida tore and crumpled the letter she had opened before swiftly stuffing it into her mouth and swallowing it.

“Mom, what are you doing!”

“Mrs. Wright!”

Everyone was stunned by her action.

Instead of giving everyone an explanation, Frida rushed into the rain and hugged the cold tombstone of Maverick. She wailed, “Maverick! My son, you were still so young. How could you leave me and your sister behind…”

She howled until her voice was hoarse, and the grief etched on her face touched everyone present, causing their eyes to unconsciously turn red.

Coming from a prestigious family, Frida had always maintained an air of nobility. It was the first time she had publicly lost control, embracing the tombstone while crying uncontrollably. Surprisingly, no one deemed her behavior inappropriate.

Even her act of swallowing the entire letter moments ago was understandable. A mother had lost her beloved son, after all. Moreover, Maverick was the most promising child of the Wright family.

Frida’s heart was irreparably shattered.

Gwendolyn watched from a distance, her eyes red but devoid of tears, and her expression remained stoic.

into her palms. It was as

collapsing from her incessant tears. Fortunately, with Sheralyn’s support and persuasive words, her emotional outbursts gradually

to an end. The business partners, relatives, and friends departed one after the other, each

demise

Wright family, recognizing that their lives would be challenging

escorted Frida out of the

instant, intense anger surged within her. “It’s all because of you! You’re the cause of my brother’s demise! If it weren’t for you, why would he be dead?

not argue back but instead

sister getting bullied and said with a cold face, “Mind your words! She knew nothing about

“Knew nothing about it?”

anger as she locked her gaze on Gwendolyn. “So she thinks she can absolve herself by feigning ignorance? My brother sacrificed his life for her! But look at

before the latter could curse out

She’s the one who got Maverick killed! What’s wrong with scolding her? Don’t you hate her too? Are you

down and

tears still staining her face, Frida approached

what you’re doing? You’re actually bowing

a heavy tone, “I apologize to you for

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

always been mean to me. Why is she

am responsible for his death. Don’t you

smile. “Mr. Harris is right. If Maverick made such a choice, it means he must have loved you

and she felt a slight soreness

palm, trying to stop the

a blank envelope from her bag and handed it to Gwendolyn. “He requested for you to have

took it

now. Find a seat and take your time to read it when you go

on each other for support and left the

friends who had come to pay their respects had left, she

small photo

was marred by the raindrops that fell

recognized the familiar yet aloof countenance

It was Maverick.

a photo of him but to no avail. It suddenly dawned on her that she would only be able to behold his

droplets off the photo, her movements

loved. From now on, she would never hear his tender

back her tears as she tirelessly