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.

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

cemetery, Frida was on the verge of collapsing from her incessant tears. Fortunately, with Sheralyn’s support and persuasive words, her emotional outbursts

partners, relatives, and friends departed one after

untimely demise of a young

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

escorted Frida out

all because 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

back but instead

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

“Knew nothing about it?”

eyes ablaze with anger as she locked her gaze on Gwendolyn. “So she thinks she can absolve herself by feigning ignorance? My brother sacrificed his life for

Sheralyn before the latter

one who got Maverick killed! What’s wrong with scolding

kept her head down

still staining her face, Frida approached Gwendolyn and offered a

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

tone, “I apologize to you for what my

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

has always been mean to me. Why is she acting so

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

rolled down 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

words “loved you deeply” caused Gwendolyn’s heart to ache, and she felt

squeezed her palm, trying to stop

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

it with

now. Find a seat and take your time

leaned on each

who had come to pay their respects had left, she entered the cemetery and approached

photo adorned

the raindrops that fell heavily upon

familiar yet aloof countenance with just

It was Maverick.

him but to no avail. It suddenly dawned on

her movements gentle and patient, repeating

only man she had ever truly loved. From now

her tears as she tirelessly