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…”

and laced with melancholy, traveled up the stairs from the living

a look at him, Ms. Harris. I’ll explain everything to him for you tomorrow. You wouldn’t want

“Wake the maid,”

“At once.”

down the

the thick, furry sleeping gown tighter around her and followed him down the

His cheeks were flushed with alcohol, and his wits

some organic freshener to mask the stench of alcohol in the

prodded him in the knee several times with

you to spend the

The haze of intoxication

reached out toward the sound of Gwendolyn’s voice and caught

disgust in her eyes, she snatched her

“Let go!”

on firmly. He

through her head at the thought of seeing Nico covered in blood

to wake the maid, Jonah had

hand, she gave him two merciless

two smacks, dealt in quick succession, rang out sharp

then did he loosen

cheeks, tender with pain, while gazing slowly up at

“Gwen?”

sleep by turning up here in

pretending not to hear her. Suddenly,

helpless despair. Coupled with the handprints on his cheeks, he looked as if he had

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

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