Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 207 The Devastating Truth

Nico recomposed himself before continuing, “Mr. Wright was actually… the captain of the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s Team Fourteen. There was an urgent summon from the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and they never do this unless there’s something major happening. But Mr. Wright didn’t want to leave without saying goodbye. He wanted to do one last thing for you, so he requested to report to the bureau three days later. The injuries he sustained were the punishment he received for going against orders.”

There was civil conflict at that time. The collapse of a regime would happen at any time, and the change of power was imminent. It had been a massive incident.

Yet, Maverick had chosen to stay for three more days, even if it meant that he was going to be punished.

Nico suppressed his heartache and said, “It was thirty whips. He was whipped until he vomited blood, and in the end, the executioner could not bring himself to continue to do it, so he only whipped Mr. Wright twenty times.”

Gwendolyn was confused as she looked at the bloody shirt in her hands.

“What kind of whip could make him vomit blood in twenty strikes?”

“It’s not an ordinary whip; it’s a whip with steel wires wrapped around it. The whip has barbs on it, and even a gentle stroke could make the skin a bloody mess. The executioner had not shown him any mercy as every time the whip struck him, it went deep into his flesh. Mr. Wright barely had any spots for the executioner to strike because of his burns, so the last five strikes had been on his lower back…” Nico trailed off, unable to continue anymore.

He was livid and heartbroken.

Gwendolyn did not dare to imagine what the scene was like. Even hearing about it was making her feel the pain.

His back was already covered in wounds, so how did he withstand such a severe punishment? No wonder things went south for him this time. He went to kill for me despite his grievous injuries. Did he not think about how he might die?

Her throat tightened, and she gripped the blood-soaked shirt until her knuckles went white.

Nonetheless, Nico was right in front of her, so she forced her tears away.

On the other hand, Nico felt bad for his boss when he saw no tears from Gwendolyn despite telling her the truth.

He’s so unlucky to have fallen for such a ruthless woman.

Alas, he was merely a subordinate and an outsider to the incident, so he had no right to comment on Gwendolyn’s reaction.

After a sigh, he said with as much calm as he could muster, “To be honest, I’m here to say goodbye to you. I’ll be leaving. I’m Mr. Wright’s subordinate, and now that he’s gone, I’m going to have to work for another boss. I’m afraid… I won’t come back to Fairlake anymore. Take care of yourself.”

stared at him

eyes, Nico then turned to walk toward the exit. However, he only took two steps before a

Yet, unbeknownst to him, he had already fallen in love with you during your three-year marriage. Noah used him during your plane incident without Mr. Wright’s knowledge. Even while being pursued by Mr. Asher, he searched for you for half a month. In the end, you sought revenge on

words stabbed her

so intense she felt

teeth had left bloody marks on her lower lip

“I’m… sorry…”

when she squeezed

escaped Nico, and he tucked away the emotions in his eyes before heading out, closing the door

shirt as tears rolled uncontrollably down her cheeks.

the day they came

realized he was hurting so much

while holding onto the handrail. His

not cook right away. He had said he was tired,

fell onto the ground spoke of her heartache and

he wouldn’t have slipped up so much, but

he had squeezed himself into her arms despite

what did

she coldly shove him away, but

a word about the cruelty she had for

all his pride to

Just let me hug you for a while. Just this

had said, “Don’t…

he

that he was so badly injured? Was he afraid that I’d feel guilty? Was he afraid that I was going to

the recliner as her emotions burst forth like the water of a broken dam. It felt like her misery

unable to speak

was so close to Charles, but from now on, I’ll call you

Maverick’s room for three whole days without food,

others knocked on the door, she never

not be able to take