Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 17 Still Care About Your Ex

Maverick then proceeded to guess if Gwendolyn’s disappearance was related to Treyton.

With his brows furrowed, he instructed coldly, “Continue searching. Send some people to investigate Treyton too. Report back to me once you find her.”

“Yes, sir.”

Noah nodded, but there was a look of defiance on his face.

Perplexed to see that he was still standing there, Maverick asked, “Why aren’t you leaving? Do you have something to tell me?”

Noah was in a dilemma for a moment because he knew his following words would enrage his boss. Nevertheless, he could not help it.

“You’re starting to clude me, Mr. Wright. You and Ms. Shalders are already divorced, yet you still care about her so much and are giving the cold shoulder to Ms. Mossey, the person you should actually have concern for. Just what exactly is on your mind?”

Maverick’s gaze darkened. He picked up the glass ashtray from the table and threw it toward the spot beside Noah’s feet.

“Get lost,” he snarled.

Noah then left, not ignorant enough to linger.

Maverick lit two more cigarettes after that. His expression, enveloped by the curtain of cigarette smoke, seemed inscrutable.

Feeling a little hungry, he rose to his feet and walked to the fridge.

Once he opened the fridge door, he found that the fridge was stocked with a wide variety of fruits and vegetables that he liked.

transfixed for a long

sudden, he vaguely recalled that Gwendolyn’s expectant gaze was what first caught his

of slippers before saying, “You’re home. It must have been a long day for you.

glance at her, always mocking the warm

and arduous task, yet that silly woman still did

thought, Maverick

strange reason, he felt like tasting the

last sentence Gwendolyn said to him

in his ears.

those three years of marriage, I’ve never

has never wronged me, what is going on between Treyton and

heart the second he realized he had been thinking about Gwendolyn nonstop, and he quickly closed

lobby was crowded

a few rows as they waited for their CEO to arrive, all the while exchanging curious

an hour later, Treyton appeared at the entrance of the lobby with Gwendolyn, who specifically picked out an attire consisting of a white blazer and pencil

hair was tied in a high ponytail,

appearance, the crowd

the scene of Treyton and Gwendolyn walking through the entrance together was a

is our

out in a massive round of

welcome,

allowing everyone except

here. She’s unfamiliar with our company’s operations, so please

was the leader of the team of managers, a woman with a head of brown wavy hair. Although her makeup looked flamboyant, she was a

she nodded fervently and smiled enthusiastically. “Don’t worry, Mr. Harris. I’ll do my best to

after he left. “Gwendolyn, please follow me,” she said, shooting Gwendolyn a