Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 122 A Helping Hand

What are they here for?

Maverick froze in place, glowering at the duo behind Gwendolyn.

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At that moment, Sherman’s visage mirrored that of Maverick’s. The former could barely conceal the animosity and hatred in his eyes.

Treyton, too, regarded Maverick with an unkind countenance.

It was as though they were having a staredown with one another. Neither of them had the slightest intention of averting their gazes.

Gwendolyn sensed the hostility in the air and could not help but roll her eyes. Must these men be this childish?

If looks could kill, they would have already murdered one another hundreds of times.

She let out a sigh and thought for a moment before directing her line of sight at Maverick. “You don’t need to cook today, and there’s not much you can help with here. The leaves in the garden have been falling like crazy lately, so why don’t you go sweep them?”

Me? Go outside to sweep the fallen leaves and leave her chitchatting with these two? I could let it go if it was only Treyton, but on what grounds does Sherman get to stay?

Maverick’s face darkened. He refused to move a muscle.

Gwendolyn walked away to fetch a bottle of fine red wine from the liquor cabinet, but when she turned around, she found Maverick still standing in the same spot. She urged him, “Hurry up! If you can’t walk, I’ll summon Ryan and let him push you there.”

It looks like I really have to go.

Maverick’s mien was as grim as death. On his way out, he slammed the door with all his might, seemingly venting his dissatisfaction.

Pointing at the door, Treyton turned to Gwendolyn and complained. “Just look at him! He has such a bad temper! The cheek of him to throw a tantrum in front of you. He really deserves a beating”

Gwendolyn, in turn, pursed her lips and smiled. “Ignore him. Sooner or later, I’ll make sure he learns how to behave.”

Treyton did not react to that remark. Sherman, however, had displeasure written all over his face. “He’s full of pride, Gwendolyn. Even a ferocious wild beast will back off when it’s injured, but once it seizes an opening, it’ll bite back. Look at how he hurt you this time! Isn’t it obvious that he premeditated all this? It’d be too late if you failed to teach him a lesson and wound up hurting yourself instead.”

Treyton nodded in agreement as well.

As Gwendolyn opened the refrigerator to look for ingredients, she laughed and said, “Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.”

In the garden, Maverick’s mind wandered as he swept the ground. Curiosity got the better of him when he pondered how Gwendolyn would interact with other men.

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slowly paced toward the edge of the window and peeked through the glass, only to find an extremely harmonious scene at the dining table. Gwendolyn was all smiles, appearing to be happy from the

She had always had

wonder when exactly all her smiles began to fade

still, her gaze was incredibly frosty and indifferent every time she looked

had become breathtakingly gorgeous and distant, exuding an air of nobility and nonchalance. No matter

true self,

a suffocating sensation crept up on him. He could

open the door to the living room and stride toward

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the fallen leaves when he noticed

Mrs. Wright fell down the stairs at the Wright residence.

few days! How could she suddenly fall down

“All right.”

the house who were chatting cheerily. A hint of mixed emotions

private ward to recuperate. With a cast on her leg, she lay in bed in a daze, bored out of

and caught sight

I thought I’d never get to see you again…”

Frida’s leg in the cast, and Frida instantly cried

on. He walked to the chair beside the bed and took a

on earth did you fall for

my son for so long, and

a moment and did not

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difficult for you. I’ll just

was Elven who had to carry out the orders. Although Maverick was currently serving under Gwendolyn. Elven was somewhat in awe of Maverick’s dignity, so

what’s the deal with your injury? I

Frida on that

five or six steps, really. It’s not a big deal, but if it weren’t for this incident, how could

people think that you’re

“I naturally have a way of doing this, but that’s not the point right now. Maverick, how’s the progress

at that. “What

finger. She was

the door, she uttered

spot while his dark eyes turned as cold