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…”

with melancholy, traveled up the stairs from the living room

him, Ms. Harris. I’ll explain everything to him for you tomorrow. You wouldn’t want him to be keeping you

irritation. “Wake the maid,” she instructed. “Have her put together

“At once.”

sprinted down

tighter around her and followed him

was sprawled on the couch. His cheeks were flushed with

sleeve, Gwendolyn sprayed some organic freshener to mask the stench of alcohol in the

him in the knee several times with the sole of

This isn’t a place for you to spend the night. Get lost back to your Alzer Palace after having

eyelashes twitched. The haze

voice and caught hold of

disgust in her eyes, she snatched her

“Let go!”

held on firmly. He was

head at the thought of seeing

left to wake the maid, Jonah had not

she gave him two merciless slaps

smacks, dealt in quick succession, rang out sharp and

he loosen

massaged his swollen head and stroked his flaming cheeks, tender

“Gwen?”

she regarded him with a bold glare. “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 awake, get the

his head, pretending not to hear her. Suddenly,

the handprints on his cheeks, he looked

drop your act. Get out.

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