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 if

the verge of collapsing from her incessant

partners, relatives, and friends departed one after

demise of a young business

women in the Wright family, recognizing that their lives would be challenging with Dexter

Sheralyn escorted Frida out of the

of you! You’re the cause of my brother’s demise! If it weren’t for you, why would he be dead? How dare you show your face

argue back but

sister getting bullied and said with a cold face,

“Knew nothing about it?”

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 her, not a single tear shed in his memory. She’s nothing but

Sheralyn before the latter

wrong with scolding her? Don’t you hate her too? Are you out of your mind to

Gwendolyn kept her head down and didn’t refute a

tears still staining her face, Frida approached Gwendolyn and offered a

you realize what you’re doing? You’re actually bowing your

heavy tone, “I apologize to you for what my daughter said.

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

to me. Why is she

responsible for his

a bittersweet smile. “Mr. Harris is right. If Maverick made such a choice, it

deeply” caused Gwendolyn’s heart to ache, and she felt a

trying to stop the tears from

and handed it to Gwendolyn. “He requested for

took it

a seat and

that, Frida and Sheralyn leaned on each

her bag. After all the relatives and friends who had come to pay their respects had left, she

small photo

the raindrops

familiar yet aloof countenance with just a

It was Maverick.

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

delicately wiped the water droplets off the photo, her movements gentle and patient, repeating the

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

as she tirelessly wiped off the water stains from