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.

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

as she met his

hand shot out without forewarning to grab his suit collar and

be able to recognize you just because you’re wearing a mask? You might fool

entire body

Should I come clean?

I’ve been deceiving her

so compound the hatred she bore against him, so much so that

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

so tightly that her hands were

“Ms. Harris, I—”

are you

her hand and curved her elbow as

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

that he would accidentally hurt Gwendolyn due to the

Gwendolyn had no such

with all her

for reason as she stared daggers

couldn’t get over Maverick being alive and

didn’t he look

act like we’re

I’ll have to take

to snatch his

“Ms. Harris, isn’t it unbecoming of you to

touching my fiancé? Why are you so scared of me seeing your face? If you are Cedrick and not Maverick, you

“I—”

a chance to defend himself

off his mask while he was curled up in

they looked

his

were completely altered. He

so, his gaze and

He was obviously Maverick.

Is it because you’re wearing another mask?” Gwendolyn pinched the skin of his face

grip firm on her hand and said sternly, “That is because

be able to recognize you because of that! Why don’t you try switching your eyeballs instead?”

Maverick was the only indicator on his face that they were the same

back before the incident and

taking things

and turn your back to me! If you aren’t guilty, then let

“Fine. Go ahead.”

raised both of his hands

suspicious, she still had

one, she loosened his shirt from his belt and lifted it

defined musculature was flawlessly smooth, with tan

make out the deep knife wound on