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…”

booze and laced with melancholy, traveled up

tears. “Go down and have a look at him, Ms. Harris. I’ll explain everything to him for you tomorrow.

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

“At once.”

sprinted down

furry sleeping gown tighter around her and followed him down

couch. His cheeks were flushed with alcohol, and his wits

with her sleeve, Gwendolyn sprayed some organic freshener to mask the

she prodded him in the knee several times with the sole of her

for you to spend the night. Get lost

eyelashes twitched. The haze of intoxication

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

to conceal the disgust in her eyes, she

“Let go!”

held on firmly. He was brutishly

breath, feeling the fury coursing through her head at the thought of seeing Nico covered in blood

wake the maid, Jonah

two merciless slaps across

dealt in quick succession, rang out sharp

pain, Charles became thoroughly awake. Only then did he loosen his grip on her shirt and

flaming cheeks,

“Gwen?”

with a bold glare. “Are you aware that you’re disrupting my sleep by turning up here in the middle of the

hung his head, pretending not to hear her. Suddenly, he

tinged red, were filled with helpless despair. Coupled with the handprints on his cheeks, he looked as if he had emerged from an altercation

she remained unmoved. “You can drop your act. Get out. You stink so badly

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