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.

partners, relatives, and friends departed one after the other, each

the untimely demise of a young business

recognizing that their lives would be challenging with Dexter lurking in the background, ready to

escorted Frida out of the

noticed Gwendolyn standing under the tree

intense

If it weren’t for you, why would he be dead? How dare you show your face here?” Gwendolyn

to see his younger sister getting bullied and said with a cold face,

eyes ablaze with anger

herself by feigning ignorance? My brother sacrificed his life for her! But look at her, not a single tear shed in his

b*tch—” “Sheralyn!” Frida stopped

at her mother

too? Are you out of your mind to defend her?” Meanwhile, Gwendolyn kept her

staining her face, Frida approached

Sheralyn was taken aback.

her?” Frida disregarded Sheralyn’s words and looked at Gwendolyn before she said in a heavy tone, “I apologize to you for what my

grief and speaks

you can forgive

” Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

been mean

different today? “Sheralyn is right,

you hate me at all?” Tears rolled down Frida’s cheeks as she wiped them away with a

“Mr. Harris is right.

such a choice, it means he must have loved

will honor his

ache, and she felt a

trying to stop the tears

blank envelope from her bag and

for you to

I haven’t

took it

added, “Let’s set the letter

time to read it

With that, Frida and Sheralyn leaned on each other for

kept the

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

small photo adorned the

was marred by the

familiar yet aloof countenance with just a single

It was Maverick.

villa for

would only be able to behold his image on the

droplets off the photo, her

was the only man she had ever truly

now on, she would never hear