The Ex and Her Riches

Gwendolyn’s tears turned into a stream. She could not stop them.

Clutching his hand, she screamed, “Don’t you dare die, Cedrick! I’m going to marry someone else if you die and make you regret it as long as you live!”

Cedrick’s bloody lips parted in a painful smile.

“T-That won’t do. You’re mine.”

Despite her tears, she managed a chuckle before turning to the two paramedics in the corner. “I’m here. Send him in, quickly.”

Cedrick would not let go of her hand. “Let me explain, Gwenny, please?”

“Be good and go through with the surgery. I’ll be out here. You can tell me everything when it’s over.”

Cedrick’s visage was paler than ever. It looked as though every drop of blood had been drained from him. It was plain he could not hold on much longer.

However, he stubbornly maintained his grip on her wrist—he wanted to get a good look at her. There was only a ten percent chance of survival if he went in, and he feared he might never regain consciousness.

Gwendolyn’s heart wrenched painfully. She forced herself to pry his fingers apart and watched him being wheeled into the emergency room.

The light came on, indicating that the surgery was underway. Gwendolyn sat outside and gazed blankly into space. The tears streaking her face had not yet dried.

It was her first time shedding tears in front of that many people, but she did not care. All she knew was that she did not want Cedrick to die.

She waited for three hours until nine that night, yet Cedrick still had not emerged.

Nico sent the squadron home. With a similarly grave expression, he sat on the bench across from Gwendolyn.

Then, as if he had considered something at length, he began, “You thought that Mr. Jenson had lied to you about the incident involving the abandoned warehouse six months ago. He was not. He did enter knowing full well he might die. If not for the rest of the boys making it there in time to rescue what’s left of him, he would have died in the fire.”

slowly to

back are a consequence of his defiance of the Jenson family laws. Though he was fortunate to have survived at

gaze flicked and he skipped the part about the virus

cure for the virus within him, and it necessitated a trip to the laboratory every other day. It was only

a word of any of it was

give everything he has but would never tell you any of his

heart was filled with guilt to the brim, and it

blood every time shut her eyes. Worse still, something like that had happened to him more than

during the incident at the

that he had kept all that from her. She blamed him for his deception and she even whipped

it was stabbed. The

“I am sorry.”

from those three words, she could not

little bit of love on your

blamed himself. He had me procure a whip not because he wanted to put on a charade for you but because he was trying his best to

he wanted to wait for you to come back so he could explain things, but you went to Old Mr. Jenson and asked to

stopped crying at once and frowned. “I did see Old Mr. Jenson and proposed for the engagement to be called off, but he did not agree.

something did not add up,

atmosphere at the entrance to the emergency room grew

sent

well does Cedrick

through was caused by Mr. Yael, Mr. Xander’s father. Mr. Cedrick had only been back for three days and the power nearly fell to Mr. Yael’s hands; he only managed to snatch it back after almost two

pursed her lips. Looking down,

gaze grew colder. “Do you

“Ms.

was a cold, dangerous glint

time to settle the score

…

was eleven in the evening, and a muffled cascade was sounding in the elegantly

and clad in a bathrobe, Xander was

in his chandelier began flickering. The curtains, too, rustled from being whipped by the wind. A sense of

awry, he put his gold-rimmed glasses