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

to grab his suit collar and press him

because you’re

his entire body go

Should I come clean?

that I’ve been

doing so compound the hatred she bore against him, so much so that it’d be even more

for me if you weren’t dead? How come you’ve taken on the identity of Cedrick? Maverick, you owe me a much due

hands were trembling. Her eyes swirled with shock, confusion, and

“Ms. Harris, I—”

are you calling

as she swiftly landed a

bent down reflexively. Despite that,

he would accidentally hurt Gwendolyn due to the disparity between

Gwendolyn had no such

with all her might every single

no room for reason as she stared

get over Maverick being alive

he

act like we’re

the truth, I’ll have to take matters

reached out to snatch his

it unbecoming of you to be so forward on our first meeting

you so scared of me seeing your face? If

“I—”

defend himself as she leveled

off his mask while he was curled up

seemed to stop as they looked into one another’s

his face

his eyes, the rest of his features were completely altered. He now only vaguely resembled Maverick at a

his gaze and

He was obviously Maverick.

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

firm on her hand and said sternly,

You must be delusional to think I won’t be able

the only indicator on his face that

on Maverick’s back before the incident and broke free from Cedrick’s grasp to lift

you taking things too fast

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

“Fine. Go ahead.”

hands

suspicious, she still

his clothes one by one, she loosened his

revealed. Its defined musculature was flawlessly smooth, with tan skin that

She couldn’t even make out the deep knife wound on Maverick’s waist which he sustained from Asher while looking for her in