Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 205 Frida Had Changed It was raining heavily, and the bodyguard held an umbrella over Frida.

She walked to the side alone to examine the letter.

No one witnessed the expression of shock on her face.

She tightly clutched the letter, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

After a few minutes of internal conflict, she stowed away the envelope and returned to Maverick’s grave.

“Mom, what did Maverick say?” Frida’s face bore a look of devastation as she completely disregarded Sheralyn, seemingly oblivious to her question.

“Mom, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me! What did Maverick write in the letter?” Sheralyn attempted to grab the envelope from Frida’s hand, but the latter skillfully evaded her.

Sheralyn thought it was odd and went to snatch the letter again.

In a moment of desperation, Frida tore and crumpled the letter she had opened before swiftly stuffing it into her mouth and swallowing it.

“Mom, what are you doing!” “Mrs. Wright!” Everyone was stunned by her action.

Instead of giving everyone an explanation, Frida rushed into the rain and hugged the cold tombstone of Maverick.

She wailed, “Maverick! My son, you were still so young.

How could you leave me and your sister behind…” She howled until her voice was hoarse, and the grief etched on her face touched everyone present, causing their eyes to unconsciously turn red.

Coming from a prestigious family, Frida had always maintained an air of nobility.

It was the first time she had publicly lost control, embracing the tombstone while crying uncontrollably.

Surprisingly, no one deemed her behavior inappropriate.

Even her act of swallowing the entire letter moments ago was understandable.

A mother had lost her beloved son, after all.

Moreover, Maverick was the most promising child of the Wright family.

Frida’s heart was irreparably shattered.

Gwendolyn watched from a distance, her eyes red but devoid of tears, and her expression remained stoic.

Unnoticed by anyone, her fingertips, concealed beneath Treyton’s suit jacket, dug deeply into her palMs. It was as if her heart had grown so numb that she could no longer feel pain.

In the cemetery, Frida was on the verge of collapsing from her incessant tears.

Fortunately, with Sheralyn’s support and persuasive words, her emotional outbursts gradually subsided.

The funeral finally came to an end.

friends departed one after the other, each

the untimely demise of

in the Wright family, recognizing that their lives

Sheralyn escorted Frida out

noticed Gwendolyn

an instant, intense anger

If it weren’t for you, why would he be dead? How dare you show your face here?” Gwendolyn did not argue back but instead

sister getting bullied and said with a cold face, “Mind your words! She knew nothing about the matter, and this

“Knew nothing about it?” Sheralyn advanced, her eyes ablaze

thinks she can absolve herself by feigning ignorance? My brother sacrificed his life for her! But look

a heartless b*tch—” “Sheralyn!” Frida stopped Sheralyn before the latter could

looked back at her

the one who got Maverick killed! What’s wrong with scolding her? Don’t you hate her too? Are you

still staining her face, Frida approached Gwendolyn and offered a slight

Sheralyn was taken aback.

do you realize what you’re doing? You’re actually bowing your head to her?” Frida disregarded Sheralyn’s words and looked at Gwendolyn before she said in a heavy tone, “I apologize to you for

grief

hope you

” Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

always been

she acting so different today? “Sheralyn is right, I

down Frida’s cheeks as she wiped them away with

“Mr. Harris is right.

Maverick made such a choice, it means he

will honor

deeply” caused Gwendolyn’s heart to ache, and she felt a

squeezed her palm, trying to stop the tears from

blank envelope from her bag

you to have

I

Gwendolyn took it

added, “Let’s set the letter

and take your time to

that, Frida and Sheralyn leaned on each other

the letter inside

the relatives and friends who had come to pay their respects had left, she entered

photo adorned

marred by the raindrops that

familiar yet aloof countenance

It was Maverick.

for

she would only be able to behold his image

droplets off the photo, her movements gentle and

was the only man

on, she would never