The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 650

Cedrick was stumped. “I’m not. I swear.”

“Then, aren’t you going to explain what happened between you and Natasha?” Gwendolyn pressed, not intending to let him off.

The man fell silent.

C-Can I really tell her? She’s going to punch me when we get back to the hotel.

Cedrick fell silent and mustered up the courage before speaking.

“Grandpa had already passed away when I agreed to get engaged to her, so there was no need to worry about having to go through such risks again.”

Gwendolyn nodded knowingly. “You felt that the Wright family was already safe, so even if she were to marry you, you wouldn’t have to worry about Maverick’s death. Still, that meant you still liked her, right? You were s

o resolute when you divorced me, and then you got engaged to her not long after.”

Her voice was calm, but there was a hint of iciness in it.

Cedrick didn’t know what to say.

He knew he was at fault.

“I never liked her. It was always you. I wasn’t clear about my own thoughts when I announced our engagement. It was also because she braved the storm and came over to the villa. She even brought up how grateful she was because I saved her, so I agreed to the engagement after weighing the pros and cons. The man took Gwendolyn’s hand and caressed it lightly. “Please, Darling…” he cooed somewhat pleadingly.

Gwendolyn retracted her hand, walked a few steps forward, and placed two bouquets of white flowers before Maverick’s gravestone. “These are all your own doings, Mr. Jenson. I have nothing to do with them, she said frostily.

Cedrick leaned over. Noticing her expression, he asked, “Are you upset?”

“No.”

“You are. It’s written all over your face.”

Gwendolyn continued facing Maverick’s grave, ignoring the man beside her.

admitted. “I know Natasha hurt you a lot of times in the past, and while she’s paid the price and is no longer in this world, it’s true that I used to protect her. If you’re

out on me.”

grabbed Gwendolyn’s hand and put it

sounding stern. “I am quite mad, actually.”

punish me according to

snickered. “Fifty lashes with a

clenched his jaw and gulped

fate, Gwendolyn whispered into his ear, “What if I want the

Huht

his usually-calm demeanor.

grimly, neither confirming nor denying her statement. Still, she didn’t appear to be joking.

held his breath and glanced around at the desolate cemetery, his usually-dark gaze now laced with a tinge of

really going to be punished at a place like this? This is too bizarre.

paled as he tensed up and braced himself.

couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re so silly!

and held his hand, dragging him

she took his hand in hers.

so that means she’s not mad anymore, right? Was she just messing with

down and put an arm

around his neck. “What are you doing, being all lovey-dovey in front of all these gravestones? Have you lost your mind?”

the way I treat you on a daily basis. I don’t want your feet to hurt from walking in those heels,

“But you’re just carrying me. That’s nothing for a man

as he saw the mischievous look on her face.

you think I should do, then,

woman leaned into his ear and whispered something intimate and outrageous, her warm breath falling on his

this?” he asked after a long moment of internal

it. We’re already husband and wife, but

bereft of words. Of course, he’d still be

the journey back to the hotel in their

of Gwendolyn’s puckish command made his heart race.

elevator, the woman patted his

own wife! I remember how forthcoming