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.

business partners, relatives, and friends departed one after the

lamented the untimely demise of

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

Sheralyn escorted Frida out of the

Gwendolyn standing under

an instant, intense

of my brother’s demise! 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 lowered

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

her eyes ablaze with anger as she locked her

by feigning ignorance? My brother sacrificed his life for her! But look at her, not

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

looked back at her

killed! What’s wrong with scolding her? Don’t you hate her too? Are you out of your mind to defend her?” Meanwhile, Gwendolyn

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

Sheralyn was taken aback.

your head to her?” Frida disregarded Sheralyn’s words and looked at

with grief

you can forgive

” Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

been mean to

so different today? “Sheralyn is right,

down Frida’s cheeks as she wiped them away with a

“Mr. Harris is right.

it means he

honor

caused Gwendolyn’s heart to ache, and she felt a slight soreness at the tip

squeezed her palm, trying to

a blank envelope from her bag and handed it to

you to

worry, I haven’t read

Gwendolyn took it with trembling

“Let’s set the letter

and take your time to read it

on each other

kept the letter

who had come to pay their respects had

photo

was marred by the raindrops that fell heavily

familiar yet aloof countenance

It was Maverick.

scoured her phone and villa for a photo of him

to behold his image on the tombstone

delicately wiped the water droplets off the photo, her

was the only man she had ever truly

would never hear