Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 195 She Will Not Walk The Same Path Again

Maverick gazed up at her, a flattering smile playing at his thin lips.

Gwendolyn cast a deep, meaningful glance at the man.

Indeed, he was due to be taught a lesson that night, and Gwendolyn’s anger simply would not subside until the man was crying and pleading for mercy.

She extended her hand toward him. “Belt.”

Without hesitation, Maverick swiftly unfasted the metal buckle and obediently handed the belt to her. Then, he turned around and faced away from the woman.

Gwendolyn felt a shiver course through her entire being. She folded the belt in half, her eyes glinting with resolution and intensity. Lifting the belt high into the air, she readied herself to strike the wounded back before her.

However, before she could swing the belt in her hand, her gaze involuntarily landed on the palm-sized burn on the man’s back.

The vividly crimson flesh and the gruesome wound provoked unease. It was so strikingly conspicuous that it was hard to ignore.

Besides, he’d sustained the injury by shielding her. Otherwise, it would be her face that was bearing such agony.

As Gwendolyn pondered on this, she experienced a surge of conflicting emotions. It felt as though an unseen force held her wrist, preventing her from lowering it no matter what.

She released a silent sigh and seemed to have deflated all of a sudden, for she realized, much to her vexation, that she actually started to feel sorry for him.

This feeling made Gwendolyn very unhappy.

The three years she had spent in the Wright residence were akin to enduring a living hell, devoid of any semblance of warmth. Following the divorce, she had observed some changes in Maverick and his growing sincerity. It would be disingenuous if she said she remained unmoved.

Nevertheless, Gwendolyn refused to tread upon that familiar path again.

No matter how much she attempted to sever the ties between him and herself, in the end, she would be the one to wind up hurt.

At that thought, she tightened her grip on the belt, trembling as though she had made a momentous decision.

Maverick remained motionless, not uttering a single word nor furrowing his brows.

Besides the involuntary tensing of his muscles throughout his body, it seemed as if he was impervious to pain.

she had inflicted, her gaze unconsciously shifting to the center of his back, where the bloody, blurred

and despite everything, she couldn’t bring herself

and threw the leather

with her

off guard, Maverick staggered slightly from the unexpected

to retrieve the shirt and suit from

directly to

the bed, her back facing him. She hadn’t

wearing your coat. It won’t be

her teeth and replied,

stationary at the foot of her bed, his gaze fixed on her the

could sense it, a surge of anger rushing to her head. Suddenly, she sat up abruptly, her face inflated with irritation. Seizing the pillow next to her, she hurled it at

“Get out!”

steadily and placed it on the dressing table for

another pillow and threw

once again, and a gentle smile hung

was truly furious, launching everything within reach from the bedside

the man caught each item effortlessly, never missing a beat. He then helped her place them on

his

Gwendolyn’s eyes, it

that she felt as if she could burst at any moment. She searched on the bedside table for a while but found nothing. When she looked down, she realized that she

lamp was still plugged in, yet instead of disconnecting the power first, she forcefully

both hands in

glared at him fiercely until he closed the door and vanished from her sight. Only

the bedside table, she quietly got out of bed, retrieved her pillow,

long, the

remained silent, not uttering a single word. Regardless of what Maverick said,

headed to Angle right after finishing her

already handed Charles over to Maverick, so all

the office, Gwendolyn first made a

repeated the name of the potion that Maverick mentioned

response was essentially the same as

Bell once again and searched for images of skin damage caused by the potent S40 strong corrosive potion. Since it

sent the picture

the wound bore a striking