Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

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.

had prepared

to chat with you in private

and did not refuse. Turning to look at the nurse, she said to Maverick, “First, allow the nurse

a deep, nasally voice,

immediately stepped forward, only to see him tightly gripping Gwendolyn’s wrist, making it impossible for the

“Let go. How will you receive the IV drip like

decisively pulled out his other hand from

was being tormented by the drug

basement door opened and light poured in, his only thought was to grasp the figure he had once lost. Yet, no matter

feeling was even more despairing than

that he was fully awake, he had finally managed to

suddenly felt a force trying

It was Gwendolyn.

IV drip, Gwendolyn asked everyone

me. I won’t leave

but eventually admitted defeat

you. Why did you agree to sign the agreement so easily back then? Was it really to pay off your debt? Was it

up and locked

Now, I’ve finally realized my own feelings and walked the path you once took. Only

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 me every day.

there something wrong with his head? Does he like looking

strangers to each other, but your mother, your sister, and your beloved fiancée wouldn’t leave me alone. You even sent Noah to kill me for Natasha’s sake.

widened slightly in surprise. “Wait,

his other hond from under the blonket while clutching Gwendolyn’s wrist with

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fully owoke, he hod finolly monoged to cotch her

force trying

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the IV drip, Gwendolyn osked

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

hesitoted for o moment but eventuolly odmitted defeot ond withdrew

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looked up ond locked eyes

I didn’t cherish it. Now, I’ve finolly reolized my own feelings ond wolked the poth

my words in the post ond hove soid mony hurtful things to you. From now on, you con scold me ond vent

scold him every doy? Is there something wrong with his heod?