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 her

collapsing from her incessant tears. Fortunately, with Sheralyn’s support

funeral finally came to an end. The business partners, relatives, and friends departed one after the other, each in a

lamented the untimely demise of a young

family, recognizing that their lives would

everyone had left, Sheralyn escorted Frida out of the

her. “It’s all because of you! You’re the cause of my

argue back but instead

cold face, “Mind your words! She knew

“Knew nothing about it?”

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

Frida stopped Sheralyn before the latter could

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

head down and

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

aback. “Mom, do you realize what you’re doing? You’re actually bowing your head

Sheralyn’s words and looked at Gwendolyn before she said in a heavy tone, “I apologize to you for what my daughter said. She is overwhelmed with grief and speaks without thinking.

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

has always been mean to me.

is right, I am responsible for his death. Don’t

Frida’s cheeks as she wiped them away with a bittersweet smile. “Mr. Harris is right. If Maverick made such a choice, it means he must have loved you deeply.

Gwendolyn’s heart to ache, and she felt a slight soreness at the

squeezed her palm, trying

handed it to Gwendolyn. “He requested for you to have this in private. Don’t worry, I haven’t

took it

Find a seat and take your time to read it when

Frida and Sheralyn leaned on each other

all the relatives and friends who had come to

photo adorned the

the raindrops that

the familiar yet aloof countenance with just

It was Maverick.

had previously scoured her phone 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

the photo, her movements gentle and patient,

man she had ever truly loved. From now on, she would never hear his tender

as she tirelessly wiped