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.

her palms. It was as if her heart had grown

her incessant tears. Fortunately, with Sheralyn’s

relatives, and friends departed one after the other, each in a

demise

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

everyone had left, Sheralyn escorted Frida out of the

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

back but instead lowered

to see his younger sister getting bullied and said with a cold face, “Mind your words! She knew nothing

“Knew nothing about it?”

on Gwendolyn. “So she thinks she can absolve herself by feigning ignorance? My

stopped Sheralyn before the latter could curse out more

who got Maverick killed! What’s wrong with scolding her? Don’t you hate her

her head down and didn’t refute a

her face, Frida approached

taken aback. “Mom, do you realize what you’re

heavy tone, “I apologize to you for what my daughter said. She is overwhelmed with grief and speaks without thinking. I

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

to me.

responsible for his death. Don’t you

is right. If Maverick made such a choice,

“loved you deeply” caused Gwendolyn’s heart to ache, and she felt a slight soreness at the tip

trying to stop the tears

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

took it with trembling

the letter aside for now. Find a seat and

Frida and Sheralyn leaned on each other for support and

bag. After all the relatives and friends who had come to pay their respects

photo

the raindrops

familiar yet aloof

It was Maverick.

no avail. It suddenly dawned on her that she would only be able to behold his

the photo, her movements gentle and patient, repeating the

truly loved. From

as she tirelessly wiped off the water