Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 190 Let Him Go

The confrontation lasted for several minutes.

Caught in the middle, Gwendolyn glanced from one man to the other.

As the 023 special drug had lost its effect on Maverick, he now looked more imposing than Charles. His eyes gleamed with a chilling and merciless intensity.

Gwendolyn did not know what to say.

They were already eyeing each other with so much hostility in the beginning that she was not sure how the night would end.

She cleared her throat loudly, drawing their attention to her.

Gwendolyn then gestured for Charles to look in the direction of the dining room. “Charles, I’ve prepared all this food, and I’ve been waiting for you. I’ve also prepared two bottles of red wine. It’s been a long time since we’ve had a drink together. Let’s all drink and be merry tonight.”

“Okay.”

Charles shifted his focus from Maverick to Gwendolyn. He looked at her affectionately as they walked into the dining room together.

“Gwen, your culinary skills are amazing. These dishes smell so good. I wasn’t that hungry earlier, but now my appetite has been whetted.”

“I’m happy as long as you like them.”

Maverick stood in the stairwell, observing their interaction keenly.

Even though Gwendolyn had already told him about her plan that night, he was still caught off-guard when he saw her smiling happily at Charles and speaking to him in such a gentle manner.

He felt a pang of heartache.

When would Gwendolyn treat him the way she was treating Charles?

Both of them were chatting and laughing in the dining room, oblivious to the awkward expression on Maverick’s face.

At the dining table, Gwendolyn pursed her lips and smiled. She took the bottle of red wine that had been decanted and was about to pour some for Charles.

Charles extended his hand, making a gesture to stop her. “Gwen, you have a servant here. You don’t have to do this yourself.”

Gwendolyn’s expression momentarily froze, but she quickly regained her composure.

put down the red wine and looked

“Maverick, come here.”

curled up slightly with a satisfied look. He was sitting in an upright position as if he had cultivated this habit over the years. His eyes were fixed on Maverick, waiting for the

he turned to look at Gwendolyn. There was a hint of surprise in his voice when

her

affectionate gaze, Charles extended his hands in a

face, another pair of hands grasped Charles’

gritted teeth, “Mr. Newton, mind

up and sneered, “I shall do

few words clearly and was about to shake

former’s eyes bore a malevolent and piercing intensity, radiating

his efforts were in vain. He started to look

a servant treats his employer? He’s so arrogant. Such a

to speak when Maverick snorted coldly. “My employer is Gwendolyn. Who

two men locked eyes. Their

was mounting tension in

as she held her

there would always be an intense battle between men whenever Maverick was

giving Maverick a

“That’s enough. Let go.”

Maverick

Charles. His glare was fixed on

and wiped his sleeves. He then spoke with a hint of annoyance. “Gwen, it seems like we won’t be able to enjoy our meal tonight

him the moment you got here. Are you trying to

turned toward the outside of the villa and called

and Quinton quickly walked into the living

him

at each

spoke up with a hurt voice.

to look at him with

but now I’ve come to terms with it. Let bygones be bygones. After all, he still has a special place in my

words cut through him like a sharp

was so hurt that

still caused him great pain and a sense

Gwendolyn no longer had

using Charles to tell Maverick the truth in

uttered, “I know I’ve made many mistakes in the past, but aren’t you even

Gwendolyn kept quiet.

that Maverick was slowly tearing up. His gaze

sudden jolt reverberated