Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 198 The Last Loving Moment

“Don’t touch. It’s dirty.”

Gwendolyn locked her eyes with Maverick, and her mind was clear. “The blood is still fresh, which means that something just happened here. Didn’t you see anything when you and Nico rushed over?”

Maverick remained silent and glanced at Nico.

Nico caught the hint and explained, “I was the first one to arrive here. When I came in, I happened to catch someone trying to escape through the window, so I injured him with a small knife. This should be the blood left by that person.”

“And where is that person? How could that person escape from someone with your skills?” Gwendolyn questioned.

Nico was at a loss for words momentarily. He pretended to scratch his head in embarrassment. “I’m sorry. It was my bad. He had companions, so I didn’t go after him.”

Fine.

Since the person wasn’t caught, there was not much for Gwendolyn to ask further.

She glanced at Maverick again. Other than his pale face and lips, he seemed fine. Could he really have caught a cold?

“Let’s go back to the villa.” Gwendolyn turned and walked toward the door.

Maverick followed behind her.

The wounds on his lower back would get torn with every step he took, causing him excruciating pain. It was so painful that he felt weak and weightless.

Nico quickly stepped forward and supported him by holding his arm.

Gwendolyn halted her steps and turned around when she heard the commotion. “What’s wrong?”

Maverick breathed in and forced a smile. “Nothing. He slipped.”

Nico was speechless.

How did I become the scapegoat for everything?

He gave Gwendolyn a wry smile. “Yes, I missed a step. But luckily, I reacted quickly and managed to grab Mr. Wright’s arm in time to avoid falling!”

It was a small incident that Gwendolyn didn’t pay much attention to. She swiftly left the abandoned factory.

Maverick had Nico drive away the car they came with, while he sat in Gwendolyn’s car to head back together.

On the way back, clad in a suit, Maverick sat upright with his back not touching the seat of the car.

Gwendolyn noticed his action. Recalling the burns on his back, she did not dwell on it further. “How did it go with Charles today? Did you find out anything?”

Maverick swallowed hard. It took him a couple of seconds before he replied, “Nothing, but don’t worry. Tomorrow, we will make him spill the beans.”

“Okay.”

the remaining

Villa and entered the

was leisurely

changed and was about to head up the

are you hungry tonight? I feel a bit tired and want to take a

“I’m not very hungry.

I’ll head up

gaze followed his figure until he disappeared around the corner of the

help but notice that on their way back. From the subtle expressions on his face, he seemed to be enduring pain. Has his back

followed him upstairs, and Maverick’s door was not

the door, just enough to see someone peacefully lying under the covers

Gwendolyn noticed that he was sleeping face down, and

pushed the door open and walked to the edge of his bed. Gently, she reached out and touched

contact with his forehead, Maverick’s eyelashes trembled slightly. “I’m not running a fever, and I’m

was only slightly warm, indicating no

Perhaps she was overthinking.

withdrew her hand. Just when she

his arms around her waist. He even

initially taken aback, never expecting him to be so

“Let go!”

also grabbed her

let me hug you for a little while,” he

moment before suddenly recalling her resolution from last night to make things clear with him. Her expression turned icy cold in

“Let go! Have you forgotten your

left. Just as Gwendolyn was about to forcibly remove his arms from her waist, he pleaded softly, “Please, just let me hold you for a little while. Just this once…” For one

forest of the eastern suburbs three days later and successfully returned to Salinsburgh to resolve the turmoil within the family, his chances of survival remained

final moments, he wanted to remember

heart and continued to pry his hand off. “Let go. I need to go to the study to

“Don’t. Please…”

audible

suddenly froze. He was actually

talker, more submissive, and pretended to be

the first time he had begged

say anything more. She merely stood still and allowed Maverick to hold

room fell into

seemed peaceful as time

furrowed tighter and

his

had yet to apply medicines, the pain continued to intensify

Gwendolyn’s body was as sweet as honey, making

lap,

Something doesn’t feel right.

back. The wound shouldn’t be hurting as much as before, right? Why do you seem so

Maverick remained silent.

of Maverick’s shirt, only to have