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 fingertips, concealed beneath Treyton’s suit jacket, dug deeply into her palms. It was as if her heart had grown so numb that

the verge of collapsing from her incessant

business partners, relatives, and friends departed

untimely demise

that

everyone had left, Sheralyn escorted Frida out

intense anger surged within her. “It’s all because of you! You’re the cause

not argue back but instead

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

“Knew nothing about it?”

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

Sheralyn before the latter could curse

looked back at her mother in disbelief. “Mom! 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

tears still staining her face, Frida approached Gwendolyn and offered

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

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

been mean to me. Why is she

for his death. Don’t you hate

Frida’s cheeks as she wiped them away with a bittersweet smile. “Mr. Harris is right. If

Gwendolyn’s heart to ache, and she felt a

palm, trying to stop

bag and handed it to Gwendolyn. “He requested for

took it with trembling

a seat

on each other for support

friends who had come to pay their respects

photo adorned the

the raindrops that fell heavily upon

Gwendolyn easily recognized the familiar yet aloof countenance

It was Maverick.

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

photo, her movements

ever truly loved. From now on, she would never

back her tears as she tirelessly wiped