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.

suit jacket, dug deeply into her palms. It was as if her heart had grown so numb that she

incessant tears. Fortunately, with Sheralyn’s

business partners, relatives, and friends departed one after the other, each

demise

the two remaining women in the Wright family, recognizing that their lives would be challenging with Dexter lurking in the background,

had left, 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

did not argue back

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

“Knew nothing about it?”

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

stopped Sheralyn before the latter could curse out more

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

head down and didn’t refute

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

do you realize what

and looked at Gwendolyn before she said in a heavy tone, “I apologize to you for what my daughter

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

mean to me. Why is she acting so different

right, I am responsible for his death. Don’t you hate me

right. If Maverick made such a choice, it means he must

to ache, and she felt a slight soreness

squeezed her palm, trying to stop the tears

it to Gwendolyn. “He requested for you to have this in private.

it

added, “Let’s set the letter aside for now. Find a seat and take your time to read it when you

on each other

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

photo adorned

marred by the raindrops that fell heavily upon

familiar yet

It was Maverick.

of him but to no avail. It suddenly dawned

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

had ever truly loved. From now on,

fought back her tears as she tirelessly wiped off the water stains