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. Wright,

sighed in unison upon

day, when Gwendolyn woke up, she had regained

mood from yesterday aside, she returned to the

of the Harris family had bought the entire Mount Tranquil, located on Salinsburgh’s outskirts. Thus, the

Hector, lived in buildings located halfway up the mountain. Even so, she ignored them and drove

already waiting for

witnessing her arrival, he swiftly approached her vehicle and opened the door for her. “You’re finally back, Ms. Gwendolyn. Mr. Marcus missed you. He’s waiting for you

for your hard work, Leif,”

Then he turned and noticed the bodyguards weren’t carrying

Too many awful people are living here. I doubt I’ll be able to sleep

she heard someone

Lorelai, wearing a limited-edition, skin-tight, yellow dress and delicate makeup.

her stepmother, as she was thirty

peered at Lorelai coldly when the latter made eye contact with her. Seconds later, she looked away

forgotten your manners in the years you weren’t around,

Gwendolyn grinned. “You really think you’re the lady of the house after staying here for

at Gwendolyn viciously, Lorelai gritted her teeth.

tutted arrogantly. “Don’t you feel disgusted calling yourself my mother,

After all, I’ll be inheriting

been years, she’s still as arrogant as before! I want to tear her

thought entered her mind, calming

paid us a visit last night, and your father has agreed to his marriage proposal. You’re

expression shifted. “My father engaged me to someone? How can he

lifted her chin haughtily. “You should ask him that

a scowl, Gwendolyn bolted to the study

was delighted