The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 352

Gwendolyn scowled at the abrupt manner she had been roused and turned to face the other side.

Jonah kept knocking, seemingly intent on hammering down her door if she did not answer it soon.

Irritated by the racket, Gwendolyn flung aside her quilt. She slipped on her slippers and donned a thick sleeping gown before answering the door.

“What does he want this time?” she demanded, glaring at Jonah with a look of irritated disgust.

“Mr. Lund isn’t messing around this time, Ms. Harris. He visited a bar this afternoon and spent the day drinking. He even sent us away. When I went back for him earlier tonight, I found him drunk as a skunk with your name on his lips. So, the only thing I could do was to bring him here to you.”

Gwendolyn was impassive. Cold, even. “Give him something to sober up, then, or get him a doctor who would give him a jab. What good will it do sending him to me? I’m not a doctor.”

She was about to shut the door after her speech, but Jonah threw himself against the frame. “Please see him. He would feel much better in your presence.”

Gwendolyn’s frostiness did not dissipate. “I’m under house arrest because of him. He wouldn’t let me out of this house. What if he sobers up tomorrow and accuses me of misbehaving? Wouldn’t that be unfair to me?”

“Uh…”

Jonah was conflicted. He gave the matter a moment of serious thought before suggesting, “Why don’t I bring him to your room?”

“No way! I can’t stand the stench of alcohol on him. You’d better get back to Alzer Palace.”

Jonah fell silent.

“Gwen. Gwen…”

melancholy, traveled up the stairs

near tears. “Go down and have a look at him, Ms. Harris. I’ll explain everything to him for you tomorrow. You wouldn’t want him

to conceal her irritation. “Wake the maid,” she

“At once.”

sprinted down the

gown tighter around her

couch. His cheeks were flushed with alcohol,

Gwendolyn sprayed some organic freshener to mask

him in the knee several times with the sole of her slipper, trying to

a place for you to spend the night. Get lost back to your Alzer Palace after having

eyelashes twitched. The haze of intoxication

toward the sound of Gwendolyn’s voice and caught hold of a corner of her

the disgust in her eyes, she snatched her garment out of

“Let go!”

held on firmly. He was brutishly

her head at the thought of seeing Nico covered in blood

to wake the maid, Jonah

him two merciless

two smacks, dealt in quick

thoroughly awake. Only then did he loosen his grip on her shirt and

flaming cheeks, tender with pain, while gazing slowly up at

“Gwen?”

“Are you aware that you’re disrupting my sleep by turning up here in the middle of the night with a drunken tantrum? Now that you’re

not to hear her. Suddenly, he began

filled with helpless despair. Coupled with the handprints on his cheeks, he looked

Get out. You stink so badly that not even air freshener

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