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

struggled to open his eyes as he felt the

saw a slender and familiar figure although his vision was

without hesitation and looked at that figure longingly. His voice was hoarse

seeing how uncomfortable the drug made her

through the effects of the drug

tried to reach out and touch the figure before him. It 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 the two

see Gwendolyn’s expression because of the backlight, but he could feel the

coldness made his heartthrob painfully, which was a hundred

not budge as she watched him quietly

she noticed that Maverick’s gaze hadn’t left her since he opened his eyes,

at least utter a single sentence that contained a hint

came next was Ryan pouring

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 even more violently, and his teeth chattered from the cold.

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

her aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled,

caused

throughout the basement as if his lungs were about to be

seemed to cause more harm than good. She was about to stand up to check

grip on the armrest loosened slightly when

into her chair, her usual

been in a cast, lying in the private ward of the Wright

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

she was

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