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.

from her incessant

business partners, relatives, and friends departed one after the other, each in a

the untimely demise of a young

individuals sympathized with the two remaining women in the Wright family, recognizing that their lives would be challenging with Dexter lurking in

Sheralyn escorted Frida out of the

“It’s all because of you! You’re the cause of my brother’s demise! If it weren’t for you,

did not argue back but instead lowered

his younger sister getting bullied and said with a cold face, “Mind your words! She knew

“Knew nothing about it?”

anger as she locked her gaze on Gwendolyn. “So she thinks she can absolve herself by feigning ignorance? My brother sacrificed his life for her! But look at her, not a single

Frida stopped Sheralyn before the

wrong with scolding her? Don’t you hate her too? Are you

kept her head down and didn’t

staining her face, Frida approached Gwendolyn and offered a

do you realize what you’re doing? You’re actually bowing your head to

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

always been mean to me. Why is

am responsible for his death. Don’t you

away with a bittersweet smile. “Mr. Harris is right. If Maverick made such a

you deeply” caused Gwendolyn’s heart to ache, and she

palm, trying to stop

envelope from her bag and handed it to Gwendolyn. “He requested for you to

took it

set the letter aside for now. Find a seat and take your time to read it

each other for support and

had come to

photo adorned the

the raindrops that fell heavily upon

the familiar yet aloof

It was Maverick.

suddenly dawned on her that she would only be able to behold his image on the tombstone in the days

her movements gentle and

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

back her tears as she tirelessly wiped

“Kiddo, it’s pouring outside. You

dislikes getting wet in the rain. I must do this one last thing for