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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“I… I thought Mr.

he tried to explain,

shut his mouth, backed out of the room,

closed, the room

who was wrapped in a blanket, and

asked, “Have you been doing well these past

Gwendolyn wondered why he was pretending to be

matters.

quite pleasant without someone annoying me, and Mr. Harris has been gentle

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

me? Haha, what a

idea of Treyton marrying her and replied, “That’s my business, and you don’t have the right to

and

family know about your existence. So, are you being secretly supported and provided for

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

was undeniably outrageously arrogant, it was

as he carefully

possesses such resources, she must really

be lovers then, and all of their intimate behavior before

and had not been substantiated, deep down, Maverick selfishly hoped that it

muttering sarcastic remarks that Gwendolyn

she couldn’t leave, and her

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earth are you trying

pale face and said, “Gwendolyn, my back hurts

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taken aback by his request. How had she never

on the head? Is your

Maverick remained silent.

pain and exhausted. He just wished for

stopped talking. Gwendolyn forcefully pried open his grip on her wrist, intending

“I was away these past days because I went to the mountain range on the border of Lightspring and Fairlake. I returned late because

if Asher had dispatched

only told her about Maverick’s whereabouts and

mention that Asher was the reason

injected him with the special drug. So, the wound on his

a moment, Gwendolyn responded with a smile. “Why are you

the room as soon as she finished

waiting outside the door, and when he saw her come out, he noticed the strange expression. on her

“Ms. Shalders?”

thoughts and glanced at the first-aid kit in Elven’s hand. “Go in and apply the medicine for him,” she

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

leave the second

lost