Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 121 Speak Like A Person

So, if Treyton laid his hand on me, then I deserved it?

Is Treyton really that important to her?

Maverick was very annoyed.

If he could, he would love to throw Treyton in a sack and into the sea to feed the sharks.

Gwendolyn could sense the sudden resentment emanating from the person lying in bed with his back turned. The corner of her mouth curved into a slight smile.

However, she couldn’t ignore the glaring wound on his back.

“Quinton, apply some ointment on him.”

Quinton had a baffled expression on his face. “Huh? Me?”

Gwendolyn glanced at him and said, “Do you expect me to do it myself?”

“All right…”

Quinton looked unhappy.

This unscrupulous person just tried to harm Treyton. Can I poison him?

Although he was very unwilling in his heart, he had no choice but to reluctantly fetch the first-aid kit since Gwendolyn was watching him closely.

Having made the arrangements, Gwendolyn turned to leave, but her wrist was unexpectedly gripped by a pair of broad, strong hands from behind.

“Gwendolyn, chat with me for a while…”

Maverick had shifted his position and was now lying with his head down. His voice sounded muffled under the blanket, and his long, quivering eyelashes, together with his pale complexion, gave him a rather frail appearance.

Gwendolyn gave him a cold glance. “My time is precious. I don’t have time to accompany you to chat. Let

go.”

She deliberately emphasized the word “accompany” to subtly remind him of his current status.

Maverick didn’t move, nor did he let go.

“Gwendolyn. I spent six hours alone this afternoon, and it was excruciating. Lying on the cold marble tiles in the living room made my entire body stiff. I’ve already accepted my punishment. Can’t we just chat for a little while?”

His voice was soft, like a feather gently brushing past, or more like a wounded little creature seeking solace.

Lying on the living room floor alone for six hours?

Gwendolyn furrowed her brows. Her gaze shifted toward Ryan who was standing nearby.

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head in fear. “I… I thought Mr. Wright had

tried to explain, the worse

that all the blame would be placed on him, Ryan quickly shut his mouth, backed out of the room, and closed the door behind

door closed, the room fell

in a blanket, and asked, “What do

held onto her wrist tightly and asked, “Have you been doing well these past few days while you

why he was pretending to be weak and pitiful just to bring up

matters.

annoying me, and Mr. Harris has been gentle and considerate,” she replied

him, Maverick put on a serious face and asked tentatively, “I heard that the Shalders family has very high standards for their descendants’ spouses. Do you think Treyton would go against

me? Haha, what

marrying her and replied, “That’s my business, and you don’t have the right to meddle in

and

intention of letting the Harris family know about your existence. So, are you being secretly supported

world who could support and provide for me. If anything, I am more likely to be the one supporting and providing for

that statement was undeniably outrageously arrogant, it was surprisingly not

eyes slightly as he carefully pondered the profound implications behind her

possesses such resources, she must really

Treyton by blood? They can’t possibly be lovers then, and all of their intimate behavior before must have just been merely those between family

conjecture and had not been substantiated, deep down, Maverick selfishly hoped

sarcastic remarks that Gwendolyn found meaningless. She turned her head, contemplating leaving

holding her wrist, she couldn’t leave,

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on earth are you trying to

his pale face and said, “Gwendolyn, my back hurts so

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by his request. How had she

Did you get hit on the back, or on the head? Is your brain not working anymore?

Maverick remained silent.

was truly in pain and exhausted. He

forcefully pried open his grip on her wrist,

as she was about to leave, Maverick said calmly, “I was away these past days because I went to the mountain range on the border of Lightspring and Fairlake. I returned late because I was being pursued by

wondering if Asher had dispatched someone

whereabouts and that he would not be able to

that Asher was the reason why

day when Maverick returned and his reaction after she had injected him with the special drug. So, the wound on his waist was inflicted by Asher’s

“Why are you suddenly. telling me all

and left the room as soon as she finished

he saw her come out, he

“Ms. Shalders?”

out of her thoughts and glanced at the first-aid kit in Elven’s

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

slightly and watched her leave the

was lost in