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.

of exhaustion, yet his body

he

a slender and familiar figure although his

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

but feel heartbroken after seeing how

feel a little bit better knowing that I’ve suffered through the effects of the drug as well? Can this

touch the figure before him. It seemed so close that he could touch it as soon as he reached out,

backlight, but he could feel the coldness emanating

coldness made his heartthrob painfully, which was a hundred times worse than when the

not budge as she watched

Maverick’s gaze hadn’t left her since he

at least utter a single

next was Ryan

body couldn’t bear the sudden, drastic change in temperature. He was ice cold to the core after being poured the bucket of ice water. His entire body trembled

it directly on his head!” Gwendolyn’s grip on the armrest of the

Shalders?” Ryan was shocked by her aggressive demeanor. His

massive impact caused Maverick

throughout the basement as if his lungs were

extremely frustrated by Ryan’s approach, which seemed to cause more harm than good. She was about to stand

the armrest loosened slightly

her usual icy haughtiness returning to

been in a cast, lying in the private ward

it wasn’t going to be anything good, and she tried her best to play the victim, acting

end, she was forcefully dragged

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