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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window and peeked through the glass, only to find an extremely harmonious scene at the dining table. Gwendolyn

full of laughter in the first year of their marriage. She had always had a sweet smile playing about her lips, and her

when exactly all her

still, her gaze was incredibly frosty and indifferent every time

air of nobility and nonchalance. No matter what

this her true

felt a tightness in his chest as a suffocating sensation crept up on him. He

in thought, he suddenly saw Elven hurriedly push open the door to the living room and stride toward

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to continue sweeping the fallen leaves when he noticed Elven stepping out and walking in

stairs at the Wright residence. She asked to see you. Please follow

been a few days! How could

“All right.”

who were chatting cheerily. A hint of

to recuperate. With a cast on her leg, she lay

up and caught sight of her

get to

cast, and Frida instantly cried out in

on.

did you

Elven standing behind her son. “Young man, I haven’t seen my son for so long, and I’d like

hesitated for a moment and did not take a

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I won’t make things difficult for you. I’ll just have

orders. Although Maverick was currently serving under Gwendolyn. Elven was somewhat in awe of Maverick’s dignity, so he chose not to put Maverick in a tough spot. Spinning on his heel, he exited the ward and

Elven left, Maverick asked, “Tell me, what’s the deal with your injury? I just checked it out, and it’s not as serious as your wailing made

chuckle escaped Frida on that

by accident. I stumbled about five or six steps, really. It’s not a big deal, but if it weren’t for

make people think that you’re gravely

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

that.

with her finger. She was exasperated

outside the door, she

his