Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 129

Elven could not come up with an answer, and Gwendolyn said nothing more. “Forget it. Let’s go and see what’s wrong with him.”

She casually tidied up her table and drove to the hospital.

In the hospital room.

A certain someone had wrapped themselves up like a burrito, burying their head deep into the blanket.

The nurse sighed as she looked at him, “Mr. Wright, you still have a fever. Wrapping yourself in a blanket will make it hard for you to breathe, and… Please just let me give you an IV drip!”

No matter how the medical staff and Ryan persuaded him, the bundle on the bed stubbornly refused to respond.

Gwendolyn immediately saw this peculiar scene after entering and let out a mocking laugh.

“Oh, my. I’m afraid tomorrow’s news will be about the former CEO of Wright Construction Group committing suicide due to refusing an IV drip.”

Upon seeing her arrival, Ryan respectfully greeted her, “Ms. Shalders.”

Gwendolyn gave a slight nod in response and walked over to Maverick’s bedside.

Before she could say anything more, the “burrito” suddenly reached out and firmly grabbed her wrist.

Maverick poked his head out from under the blanket. Due to his fever, his dark eyes were misty and lacked their usual domineering coldness. Instead, he appeared somewhat vulnerable and pitiful.

He gazed at Gwendolyn’s face intently, making sure he had not grabbed the wrong person.

From now on, he would never mistake her for another person again.

“Gwendolyn, you’re finally here. I didn’t see you when I woke up. I missed you.”

His voice was a little nasally because of the fever, sounding somewhat soft and even carrying a hint of a coy tone.

The medical staff present and Ryan were both puzzled.

“Is this the same man who had a fierce and menacing expression on his face ten minutes ago, as if he wanted to devour someone? Didn’t his attitude change too quickly?

”

His words sent a chill down Gwendolyn’s spine. “Did the fever fry your brain? You can’t use it anymore after it’s broken, so you should throw it away.”

Maverick was speechless.

he had prepared mentally were now

with you in private for a

to Maverick, “First, allow the nurse to administer the

in a deep, nasally

immediately stepped forward, only to see him tightly gripping Gwendolyn’s

go. How will you receive the IV

He decisively pulled out his other hand from under

tormented by the drug in

only thought was to grasp the figure he had once lost.

even more despairing than suffering through the

he had finally managed to catch her again,

suddenly felt a force trying to push his

It was Gwendolyn.

the IV drip, Gwendolyn asked everyone to leave

grip. “You’re hurting me. I won’t

moment but eventually admitted defeat

calm tone, “Maverick, you’re clearly a proud person, but I don’t understand you. Why did you agree to sign the agreement so easily back

up and locked eyes

but I didn’t cherish it. Now, I’ve finally realized my own feelings and walked the path

with sincerity. “Gwendolyn, I know I’ve been thoughtless with my words in the past and have said many hurtful things to you. From now on, you can scold me and vent your anger on

there something wrong with his head? Does he

we would just be strangers to each other, but your mother, your sister, and your beloved fiancée wouldn’t

in surprise.

decisively pulled out his other hond from

tormented by the drug in the bosement, he felt

wos to grosp the figure he hod once lost. Yet, no motter how hord he tried, the seemingly close distonce oppeored forever out of

more despoiring thon

fully owoke, he hod finolly monoged to

thought, he suddenly felt o force trying to

It wos Gwendolyn.

the IV drip, Gwendolyn osked everyone to leove the

grip. “You’re hurting me. I won’t leove until I finish tolking to you, but I’ll leove immediotely if you

defeot ond withdrew

sickbed, getting stroight to the point with o colm tone, “Moverick, you’re cleorly o proud person, but I don’t understond you. Why did you

looked up ond locked

I’ve finolly reolized my own

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there something wrong with his heod? Does he like looking for

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