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.

down the red wine and looked in the

“Maverick, come here.”

a satisfied look. He was sitting in an upright position as if he had cultivated this habit over

a hint of surprise in his voice when he said, “Gwen, there’s some dirt on your face. I’ll help you

sat in her

extended his hands in a gentle and deliberate

come in contact with her face,

teeth, “Mr.

and sneered, “I shall do

words clearly and was about to

Charles. The former’s eyes bore a malevolent and piercing

free, but his efforts were in

so arrogant. Such a

coldly. “My employer is Gwendolyn. Who

two men locked eyes. Their hands were entangled, their

was mounting tension in

as she held her

there would always be an intense

heavily again, giving Maverick a

“That’s enough. Let go.”

this, Maverick released

stood between Gwendolyn and Charles. His glare was

“Gwen, it seems like we won’t be able to enjoy our meal tonight

here. Are you trying to make me angry?

of the villa and called

quickly walked into the living room and

disregarded Maverick without even glancing in his direction. “Bring him to the basement

looked at

cold. He spoke up with a hurt voice. “Are you punishing me because of

him with

him since I was little. I used to hold a grudge against him, but now I’ve come to terms with it. Let bygones be bygones. After all, he still has a special place

harsh words cut through him

hurt that it took his breath

words still caused

Gwendolyn no longer had feelings

Charles to tell Maverick the truth in a roundabout

bloodshot. He choked up as he uttered, “I know I’ve made many mistakes in the past, but aren’t you even a little moved

Gwendolyn kept quiet.

tearing up. His gaze revealed a sense

reverberated through