Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 205 Frida Had Changed

It was raining heavily, and the bodyguard held an umbrella over Frida.

She walked to the side alone to examine the letter.

No one witnessed the expression of shock on her face.

She tightly clutched the letter, her eyes filled with complex emotions. After a few minutes of internal conflict, she stowed away the envelope and returned to Maverick’s grave.

“Mom, what did Maverick say?”

Frida’s face bore a look of devastation as she completely disregarded Sheralyn, seemingly oblivious to her question.

“Mom, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me! What did Maverick write in the letter?”

Sheralyn attempted to grab the envelope from Frida’s hand, but the latter skillfully evaded her. Sheralyn thought it was odd and went to snatch the letter again.

In a moment of desperation, Frida tore and crumpled the letter she had opened before swiftly stuffing it into her mouth and swallowing it.

“Mom, what are you doing!”

“Mrs. Wright!”

Everyone was stunned by her action.

Instead of giving everyone an explanation, Frida rushed into the rain and hugged the cold tombstone of Maverick. She wailed, “Maverick! My son, you were still so young. How could you leave me and your sister behind…”

She howled until her voice was hoarse, and the grief etched on her face touched everyone present, causing their eyes to unconsciously turn red.

Coming from a prestigious family, Frida had always maintained an air of nobility. It was the first time she had publicly lost control, embracing the tombstone while crying uncontrollably. Surprisingly, no one deemed her behavior inappropriate.

Even her act of swallowing the entire letter moments ago was understandable. A mother had lost her beloved son, after all. Moreover, Maverick was the most promising child of the Wright family.

Frida’s heart was irreparably shattered.

Gwendolyn watched from a distance, her eyes red but devoid of tears, and her expression remained stoic.

Unnoticed by anyone, her fingertips, concealed beneath Treyton’s suit jacket, dug deeply into her palms. It was as if her heart had grown so numb that she could no longer feel pain.

the verge of collapsing from her incessant tears. Fortunately,

finally came to an end. The business partners, relatives, and friends departed one after the other,

demise of a

recognizing that their lives would be

Sheralyn escorted Frida

instant, intense anger surged within her. “It’s all because of you! You’re the cause

not argue back but instead

face, “Mind your words! She knew

“Knew nothing about it?”

her eyes ablaze with anger as she locked her gaze on Gwendolyn. “So she thinks she can absolve herself by feigning ignorance? My brother sacrificed

Frida stopped Sheralyn before the latter

the one who got Maverick killed! What’s wrong with scolding her? Don’t you hate her too? Are you out of your

head down and didn’t refute

her face, Frida approached Gwendolyn and offered

do you realize what

looked at Gwendolyn before she said in a heavy tone, “I apologize to you for what my daughter said. She is overwhelmed with grief and speaks without thinking. I hope you can forgive

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

to me. Why is

is right, I am responsible for his death. Don’t you

Frida’s cheeks as she wiped them away with a bittersweet smile. “Mr. Harris is right. If Maverick made

heart to ache, and she felt a slight soreness at the

tightly squeezed her palm, trying

blank envelope from her bag and handed it to Gwendolyn. “He requested for you to have this in private. Don’t worry,

it with trembling

now. Find a seat and take your time to read it when

Sheralyn leaned on each

and friends who had come to

small photo adorned

the raindrops

the familiar yet aloof countenance

It was Maverick.

previously scoured her phone and villa for a photo of him but to no avail. It suddenly dawned on her that she would only be

the photo, her movements gentle and patient, repeating the

she had ever truly loved. From now on, she would never hear his

as she tirelessly wiped off the water stains from the

he watched Gwendolyn. “Kiddo,

held a stubborn determination. “He is afraid of the cold and dislikes getting wet in the rain. I must do this one