Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 109 No Dinner For You Tonight

If Maverick kept refusing, it would become obvious that something was fishy.

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Maverick went to the kitchen with a cold expression on his face and brought out a new set of cutleries.

Ender Gwendolyn’s intense fierce gaze, he picked up a piece of grilled vegetable and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, chewing emotionlessly for a moment before swallowing it.

The whole set of actions went smoothly, like moving clouds and flowing water.

Maverick replied, “It tastes just like regular grilled vegetables. Want to give it a try?”

Gwendolyn propped her chin with one hand and pointed at the plate of vegetables with the other. She whispered in a devilish tone, “Finish this entire plate.”

Maverick’s expression changed slightly, and then he smiled. “You said that you’re the master here, so this is made for you. How could I eat it?”

Gwendolyn did not feel like wasting time talking nonsense with him. “If you don’t eat, I’ll getthe bodyguards to help you with it.”

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“You!” Maverick’s dark eyes narrowed, and he stared at her without flinching. “Are you trying to use your power to suppress me?”

Gwendolyn did not deny it. “Exactly. When dealing with a disobedient servant, one must take firm measures. So, do you want to cat by yourself, or should I have them come in and feed you?”

Another multiple-choice question without a choice.

Maverick’s face darkened gradually under her gaze.

Maverick’s pride and hostility all these years had been ground by the woman before him four times in just a few hours this afternoon. How detestable and despicable!

However, just as Gwendolyn was staring at him, she smiled with her eyes curved, which looked innocent, like there was no such thing as using power to oppress others.

It made his anger seem overly petty.

It was impossible for him to refuse.

Maverick picked up the fork again and reached for the plate of grilled vegetables on the table. He didn’t even realize that his arm was slightly trembling.

He held his breath and stuffed a large piece of vegetable into his mouth. It was incredibly difficult to swallow down the food as his entire mouth seemed to reject the bizarre taste.

In order to teach Gwendolyn a lesson and vent his frustration, he almost added a big amount of every bottle of seasonings with inconspicuous color.

Who would have guessed that she would be so cautious, and not eat a single bite? That half-smile expression on her face seemed to tell him that she had already seen through his trick.

a calm demeanor as he tasted the dish. However, as soon as he took a bite of

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any longer, he rushed to the kitchen and threw up

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endurance as he managed to take three bites of the food before spitting it out.

right to waste food. As

but he still could not help

had reached him, but he

acid had been vomited out, leaving a burning sensation in Maverick’s throat. If she doesn’t allow me to eat, then

not to eat,

was already past nine o’clock, and Gwendolyn was

was no hope

to cook a simple bowl

had no choice but to take

pasta.

by the

calm figure, Maverick’s mind

married three years ago and start over again, would everything become different? If I hadn’t agreed to divorce her back then, and we just lived a simple and ordinary life together, things

he was thinking, given her personality, she would probably say, “You wish,

who signed a contract and was

already

bowl of spaghetti, with

drop was left in the

quite awkward, but seeing Gwendolyn enjoying her meal, there was nothing he could do there. He decided to

there.” Gwendolyn called out to him, “Come here. Stand in

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in position as she requested

he did not understand her meaning until the aroma of the

pasta smells

enjoying

rolled slightly, yet his face remained stern, standing

of the smell was very strong. After he vomited, his

this moment, letting him “appreciate” how she was eating was nothing

thoughts Gwendolyn had in wanting

Bolognese, Gwendolyn felt full. She elegantly wiped her mouth with a napkin and looked at the man standing before her, whose face

you started using it, and don’t even think about slacking off.” After she finished speaking, she stood

of the

of his shirt. There was a faint hint of pink on it. Why does it look like