Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 127

Gwendolyn clenched her hands tightly as she listened to the low growls coming from inside.

However, her face was still cold and emotionless when she looked at Elven. “Do you think I’ve gone too far?”

Elven knelt down on the spot. “That’s not what I meant. You were drugged last night. It’s only fair to make up for the suffering you endured, but I know that you don’t really want to kill Mr. Wright.”

Gwendolyn felt much better after she heard that.

She looked at Quinton after contemplating for a while. “Go to the Wright residence and bring Frida over here. Be quick.”

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.” Quinton set off immediately.

The rest of them stood at the basement door, listening as the growling and struggling sounds grew more intense as though Maverick was on the brink of despair.

Even the tall and burly bodyguards found it difficult to continue listening and felt as though they were also being subjected to a cruel form of torture.

Ten minutes later, Gwendolyn finally spoke up. “Open the door. Get a bucket of ice water and bring it over. It’ll help him cool down.”

The bodyguards obeyed Gwendolyn’s orders after a brief moment of shock and went to get some ice cubes to mix with a bucket of water.

Creak.

The basement door opened, allowing a sliver of light to seep in. That beam of light stretched Maverick’s shadow long and thin in the center.

Maverick lay curled up on the floor, just like a baby in its mother’s womb.

The floor beneath him was soaked with sweat, and his hair was also damp from perspiration as it hung limply over his forehead. He looked like a helpless and pitiful puppy that had been injured.

point of exhaustion, yet his body still trembled violently,

open his eyes as he felt the blinding light on

slender and familiar figure

and looked at that figure longingly. His voice was hoarse as

feel heartbroken after seeing how

she feel a little bit better knowing that I’ve suffered through the effects of the drug as well? Can this lessen some of the disgust she feels toward me

seemed so close that he could touch it as soon as he reached out, yet it felt so distant as if there was an insurmountable barrier forever separating

backlight, but he could

painfully, which was a hundred times worse than when the drug

as she watched him quietly from a

slightly as she noticed that Maverick’s gaze hadn’t left her since he opened

still waiting, hoping that she would at least utter a single

Ryan pouring

change in temperature. He was ice cold to the core after being poured the bucket of ice water. His entire body trembled even more violently, and his teeth chattered from the cold. His consciousness began to fade

on his head!” Gwendolyn’s grip on

her aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and he accidentally poured

impact caused Maverick

of coughing echoed throughout the basement as if his

about to stand up to check on Maverick when

loosened slightly when she heard

back into her chair, her

lying in the private ward of the

on his face, Frida could easily tell that it wasn’t going to be anything good, and she tried her best to play

end, she was forcefully dragged

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