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.

she’s paid the price and is no longer in this world, it’s true that I used to protect her. If you’re mad at me, you can take

out on me.”

grabbed Gwendolyn’s hand and put it on his face,

shot him a glare, deliberately sounding

to your family’s

“Fifty lashes with a belt, then.

jaw and gulped in silence before nodding.

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

Huht

usually-calm demeanor. “R-Right now?

confirming nor denying her statement. Still, she didn’t appear

at the desolate cemetery, his

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

charming face paled as he tensed up and

couldn’t help

the forehead and held his hand, dragging him out of Fairlake

at the way she took his hand in

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

an arm behind Gwendolyn’s knees, picking her

blue, the woman hastily wrapped her arms around his neck. “What

is just the way I treat you on a daily basis. I don’t want your feet to hurt from walking in those heels, so I decided to carry you. This is also my way of sincerely making up for

just carrying me. That’s nothing for a man like you, right, Mr. Jenson? How is that supposed

as he saw the mischievous look on her face. Surely, she had a wicked

you think I should do, then, Gwenny?”

leaned into his ear and whispered something intimate and outrageous,

instantly. “Do we really have to do this?” he asked after a long moment of internal

can’t believe it. We’re already husband and wife, but you’re still embarrassed by such a

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

back to the hotel

thought of Gwendolyn’s puckish command made his

the hotel elevator, the woman

own wife! I remember how forthcoming you were the last time you screwed up?