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

reddened as she met his

without forewarning to grab his suit collar and press

I won’t be able to recognize you just because you’re wearing

entire body

Should I come clean?

that I’ve been deceiving her all

and had never liked him in the first place. Wouldn’t doing so compound the hatred she bore

if you weren’t dead? How come you’ve taken on the identity of Cedrick? Maverick,

tightly that her hands were trembling. Her eyes

“Ms. Harris, I—”

you calling

curved her elbow as she swiftly

mask twisted in pain, and he bent down reflexively. Despite that, Gwendolyn tugged his collar and backed him up against the window once

he would accidentally hurt Gwendolyn due to the disparity between their

Gwendolyn had

would whack him with all

for reason

still couldn’t get over Maverick

he look for

like we’re

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

out to snatch his

it unbecoming of you to be so forward on

with me touching 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—”

didn’t give him a chance to defend himself as she leveled another blow at

off his mask while he

they looked

his

his eyes, the rest of his features were completely

so, his gaze and mannerisms gave him

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

her hand and said sternly, “That is because I am and

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

indicator on his face that they

wounds from the lashings on Maverick’s back before the incident and broke free

taking things too

your back to me! If you

“Fine. Go ahead.”

of his hands and let her manhandle

was suspicious, she still had her

by one, she loosened his shirt from his belt and

musculature was flawlessly smooth, with

even make out the deep knife wound on Maverick’s