Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 224 You Look Like Someone

Cedrick held his breath while sneaking a glance at Gwendolyn.

She sat on the couch by the window with her back facing him, sipping red wine.

He clenched his fists so tightly that they felt clammy. Could she be drunk by any chance?

Would she be as gentle to me as two nights ago?

“I admit I don’t know you well, yet you still plotted to get engaged with me. Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?”

Cedrick’s hand was on the doorknob when he felt his heart drop.

Gwendolyn’s speech was coherent and paced regularly. It was clear she’d barely imbibed any wine and was still sober.

That meant that he would be dead meat tonight.

Cedrick still wasn’t ready to face her.

He stalked toward the window and considered making a run for it.

Gwendolyn’s languid voice sounded. “Old Mr. Jenson has instructed the windows to be locked. It is also fitted with bulletproof glass and can’t be shattered. We’re just going to have a nice little chat. I wonder what you’re so afraid of?”

He had no chance of escape.

Cedrick subconsciously touched his face to confirm that his mask was still on. Gwendolyn couldn’t possibly recognize him that easily.

He cleared his throat. “You must be joking, Ms. Gwendolyn. We aren’t acquainted at all. I decided to get engaged with you merely because the fortune teller mentioned that we’d get along well together.”

Gwendolyn placed her wine glass down and turned to face him. “I’ve told you before that there’s someone I—”

She was cut off abruptly.

The man who stood by the window in a well-fitting suit gave off an aloof aristocratic air.

The sheer sight of him flooded her with a bone-deep sense of familiarity.

Her expression froze as she carefully scrutinized the man from head to toe.

Cedrick’s heart was in his throat when he noticed the change in her expression.

“Mr. Jenson, you really look like someone.”

Gwendolyn got to her feet with her brows furrowed and gingerly approached Cedrick.

mistaken. We’ve never met,” His eyes were glacial as

she met his familiar

out without forewarning to grab his suit collar

able to recognize you just because you’re wearing a mask? You might fool everyone, but I can tell

his entire

Should I come clean?

that I’ve been deceiving her

him in the first place. Wouldn’t doing so

you weren’t dead? How come you’ve taken on the

tightly that her hands were trembling. Her

“Ms. Harris, I—”

you calling

her elbow as

twisted in pain, and he bent down reflexively. Despite that, Gwendolyn tugged his collar

he would accidentally hurt Gwendolyn due to the disparity

Gwendolyn had no

him with all her might

room for reason

over Maverick being

he

like

to tell the truth, I’ll have to take matters

out to snatch his

isn’t it unbecoming of you to be so forward

my fiancé? Why are you so scared of me seeing your face? If you are Cedrick and not Maverick, you should have nothing to

“I—”

to defend himself as

mask while he was curled

stop as they

his face in

of his features were completely altered. He now

so, his gaze and

He was obviously Maverick.

your face look so different? Is it because you’re wearing another mask?” Gwendolyn pinched the skin of his face and attempted to peel off his

her hand and said sternly,

plastic surgery? You must be delusional to think I won’t be able to recognize you because of that! Why don’t you try

on his face that they were the

recalled the severe burns and wounds from the lashings on Maverick’s back before the incident and

aren’t you taking things too

back to me! If you aren’t guilty, then

“Fine. Go ahead.”

raised both of his hands and let her

Gwendolyn was suspicious, she

loosened his shirt

was instantly revealed. Its defined musculature was flawlessly smooth, with tan skin that looked exceptionally enticing under

the deep knife wound on Maverick’s waist which he sustained from Asher while