The Ex and Her Riches

Nico recomposed himself before continuing, “Mr. Wright was actually… the captain of the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s Team Fourteen. There was an urgent summon from the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and they never do this unless there’s something major happening. But Mr. Wright didn’t want to leave without saying goodbye. He wanted to do one last thing for you, so he requested to report to the bureau three days later. The injuries he sustained were the punishment he received for going against orders.”

There was civil conflict at that time. The collapse of a regime would happen at any time, and the change of power was imminent. It had been a massive incident.

Yet, Maverick had chosen to stay for three more days, even if it meant that he was going to be punished.

Nico suppressed his heartache and said, “It was thirty whips. He was whipped until he vomited blood, and in the end, the executioner could not bring himself to continue to do it, so he only whipped Mr. Wright twenty times.”

Gwendolyn was confused as she looked at the bloody shirt in her hands.

“What kind of whip could make him vomit blood in twenty strikes?”

“It’s not an ordinary whip; it’s a whip with steel wires wrapped around it. The whip has barbs on it, and even a gentle stroke could make the skin a bloody mess. The executioner had not shown him any mercy as every time the whip struck him, it went deep into his flesh. Mr. Wright barely had any spots for the executioner to strike because of his burns, so the last five strikes had been on his lower back…” Nico trailed off, unable to continue anymore.

He was livid and heartbroken.

Gwendolyn did not dare to imagine what the scene was like. Even hearing about it was making her feel the pain.

His back was already covered in wounds, so how did he withstand such a severe punishment? No wonder things went south for him this time. He went to kill for me despite his grievous injuries. Did he not think about how he might die?

Her throat tightened, and she gripped the blood-soaked shirt until her knuckles went white.

Nonetheless, Nico was right in front of her, so she forced her tears away.

On the other hand, Nico felt bad for his boss when he saw no tears from Gwendolyn despite telling her the truth.

He’s so unlucky to have fallen for such a ruthless woman.

Alas, he was merely a subordinate and an outsider to the incident, so he had no right to comment on Gwendolyn’s reaction.

Mr. Wright’s subordinate, and now that he’s gone, I’m going to have to work for another boss. I’m afraid… I won’t come back to Fairlake anymore. Take

at him in

he only took two steps before a

pursued by Mr. Asher, he searched for you for half a month. In the end, you sought revenge on him, humiliating and tormenting him. Despite that, every time you were in

her heart like

agony was so intense she felt it in

lower lip as overwhelming guilt and self-blame threatened

“I’m… sorry…”

hoarse when

the emotions in his

he was gone, Gwendolyn hugged the bloody shirt as tears rolled uncontrollably down

memory of the day they came back from the abandoned factory flashed in her

then that she realized he was

had been taking slow steps while holding onto the handrail. His back had been injured, so she was certain every

right away. He had said he was tired, and Gwendolyn finally

tear that fell onto the ground spoke

wasn’t agonizing, he wouldn’t have slipped

squeezed himself into her arms despite his pain, seeking her

what

shove him away, but she even uttered upsetting words

said a word about

would put aside all his pride to plead with

me hug you for a

had said, “Don’t…

been so great even his breathing was shaky, but he

Was he afraid that I’d feel guilty? Was

her emotions burst forth like the water of a broken dam. It felt like her misery was corroding her bones

she whispered, unable to speak

call you Mavy so that you’ll know that I care for

room for three whole days without

how vigorously Elven and the others knocked on the door,

healthiest person would not be able to take