Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 215 Congratulations

As much as Elven felt sympathy for her, he still had to drag her back to reality. “Please return to your senses, Ms. Harris. Mr. Wright is gone. His ashes are buried in Fairlake’s cemetery. You visited him countless times over the past six months. Don’t you remember?”

Gwendolyn froze while self-doubt settled on her countenance.

“Please stop torturing yourself, Ms. Harris. Mr. Wright’s never coming back, so just let it go. Your eyes were just playing tricks on you!” While speaking, he resisted the urge to sob.

He’s right. Why would someone who’s been dead for half a year show up here? I must’ve gone mad… Tears welled in Gwendolyn’s eyes as she clutched her heart. This hurts so much… I feel like I’m suffocating.

Affected by her sorrow, Elven teared up too. “You’re drunk, Ms. Harris. Let’s go. William and the others have booked hotel rooms for us. Let’s return early to rest.”

Gwendolyn slumped weakly like a deflated balloon after getting her hopes up for nothing.

After what happened, she was no longer in the mood to stay at the gathering. Thus, she took up Elven’s suggestion and returned to the hotel.

Just as they headed downstairs, Nico stepped out of another elevator and casually ambled into the VIP room furthest down the corridor.

Upon arriving at her hotel room, Gwendolyn entered the bathroom and turned the water flow setting to max.

The water was scalding, but she felt cold because her heart had gone numb.

She hoped the shower would help her pull herself together as her tears joined the hot water.

In her mind, she kept telling herself that Maverick had died for her and would never return.

Gwendolyn’s room, William and Ezra were still wondering about the expression she had when she returned. “Wasn’t Ms. Harris’ mood still stable when she attended the

a similar figure to Mr. Wright, which reminded

sighed in unison upon hearing

next day, when Gwendolyn woke up, she

setting her terrible mood from yesterday aside, she

located on Salinsburgh’s outskirts. Thus, the humongous Harris residence was surrounded by nature and had an incredible view

halfway up the mountain. Even so, she ignored

Harris family’s butler, was already waiting for her

arrival, he swiftly approached her vehicle and opened the door for her. “You’re finally back, Ms. Gwendolyn. Mr. Marcus missed you.

for your hard work, Leif,”

the bodyguards weren’t carrying anything. “Why didn’t you bring any luggage

here to visit my father. I’m not staying.” Too many awful people are living here. I doubt I’ll be

the door, she heard someone descending the

Lorelai, wearing a limited-edition, skin-tight, yellow dress and delicate makeup. Every step

stepmother, as she was thirty years old and took great care

peered at Lorelai coldly when the latter made eye contact with her. Seconds later, she

It seems like you’ve forgotten your manners in the

being provoked, Gwendolyn grinned. “You really think you’re the lady of the house after staying here for a long time, huh? Do

her teeth.

my mother, even though you’re

should cherish your current wealthy life. After all, I’ll be inheriting

still as arrogant as before! I want to

her

you. You see, Old Mr. Jenson paid us a visit

shifted. “My father engaged me to someone? How can he

chin haughtily. “You

Gwendolyn bolted to the study instead of

was delighted to