The Ex and Her Riches

As much as Elven felt sympathy for her, he still had to drag her back to reality. “Please return to your senses, Ms. Harris. Mr. Wright is gone. His ashes are buried in Fairlake’s cemetery. You visited him countless times over the past six months. Don’t you remember?”

Gwendolyn froze while self-doubt settled on her countenance.

“Please stop torturing yourself, Ms. Harris. Mr. Wright’s never coming back, so just let it go. Your eyes were just playing tricks on you!” While speaking, he resisted the urge to sob.

He’s right. Why would someone who’s been dead for half a year show up here? I must’ve gone mad… Tears welled in Gwendolyn’s eyes as she clutched her heart. This hurts so much… I feel like I’m suffocating.

Affected by her sorrow, Elven teared up too. “You’re drunk, Ms. Harris. Let’s go. William and the others have booked hotel rooms for us. Let’s return early to rest.”

Gwendolyn slumped weakly like a deflated balloon after getting her hopes up for nothing.

After what happened, she was no longer in the mood to stay at the gathering. Thus, she took up Elven’s suggestion and returned to the hotel.

Just as they headed downstairs, Nico stepped out of another elevator and casually ambled into the VIP room furthest down the corridor.

Upon arriving at her hotel room, Gwendolyn entered the bathroom and turned the water flow setting to max.

The water was scalding, but she felt cold because her heart had gone numb.

She hoped the shower would help her pull herself together as her tears joined the hot water.

In her mind, she kept telling herself that Maverick had died for her and would never return.

Standing outside Gwendolyn’s room, William and Ezra were still wondering about the expression she had when she returned. “Wasn’t Ms. Harris’ mood still stable when she attended the gathering? Why did she look like that when she came back? What happened?”

“She got drunk and saw someone with a similar figure to Mr.

sighed in unison upon

day, when Gwendolyn woke up,

terrible mood from yesterday aside, she returned to the

Tranquil, located on Salinsburgh’s outskirts. Thus, the humongous Harris residence was surrounded by nature and had an incredible view of the area all year

Hector, lived in buildings located halfway up the mountain. Even so,

butler, was already waiting for her at the

he swiftly approached her vehicle and opened the door for her. “You’re finally back,

for your hard work, Leif,” replied

noticed the bodyguards weren’t carrying anything. “Why

to visit my father. I’m not staying.” Too many awful people are living here. I doubt I’ll be

door, she heard someone

dress and delicate makeup. Every

seemed more like Gwendolyn’s sister than her stepmother, as she was thirty years old and took

the latter made eye contact with

It seems like you’ve forgotten your manners in the years you weren’t around,

being provoked, Gwendolyn grinned. “You really think you’re the lady of the house after staying here for a long time, huh? Do you really think you’re worthy of

Lorelai gritted her

disgusted calling yourself my mother, even though you’re only three years

wealthy life. After all, I’ll be inheriting all the Harris family’s

exclaimed Lorelai furiously. Even though it has been years, she’s still as

entered her

Old Mr. Jenson paid us a visit last night, and your

engaged me to someone? How can

lifted her chin haughtily. “You

Gwendolyn bolted to the study instead

delighted to