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?”

got drunk and saw someone with a similar figure to Mr. Wright, which reminded

in unison

woke up, she had regained her

mood from yesterday aside,

the humongous Harris residence was surrounded by nature and had an incredible view

Gideon and Hector, lived in buildings located halfway up the mountain. Even so, she ignored them and drove straight to Marcus’ residence

butler, was already waiting for her

for her. “You’re finally

Thanks for your hard

noticed the

not staying.” Too many awful people are living here. I doubt I’ll be able

door, she heard someone descending the

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

her stepmother, as she was thirty

made eye contact with her. Seconds later, she looked away

path. “You’re not even going to greet me? It seems like you’ve forgotten your manners in the years you weren’t around, Ms. Harris. I should’ve expected nothing less

house after staying here for a long time, huh?

at Gwendolyn viciously, Lorelai gritted her teeth. “Why not? I’m technically your

you feel disgusted calling yourself my mother,

whispered next to Lorelai’s ear. “You should cherish your current wealthy life. After all, I’ll be inheriting all the Harris family’s assets

though it has been years, she’s still as arrogant as before! I

a thought entered her mind, calming her

You see, Old Mr. Jenson paid us a visit

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

her chin haughtily. “You should ask

scowl, Gwendolyn bolted to the study

delighted