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

she

hand shot out without forewarning to grab his suit collar

think I won’t be able to recognize you just because

his entire body

Should I come clean?

I’ve been deceiving

had never liked him in the first place. Wouldn’t doing so

you come looking for me if you weren’t dead? How come you’ve taken on the identity of Cedrick?

grabbed his collar so tightly that her hands were trembling. Her eyes swirled with shock,

“Ms. Harris, I—”

you

her elbow as she swiftly landed a hard blow on

Despite that, Gwendolyn tugged his

he feared that he would accidentally hurt

had

him with all her might every single

reason as she stared daggers at

get over

he

act like we’re

tell the truth, I’ll

to snatch

held on tightly to it. “Ms. Harris, isn’t it unbecoming of you to be

my fiancé? Why are you so scared of me seeing your face? If you are Cedrick

“I—”

give him a chance to defend himself as she leveled another blow at his

while he was curled up

stop as they looked

surveyed his

completely altered. He now only vaguely resembled Maverick at a

his gaze and mannerisms gave

He was obviously Maverick.

wearing another mask?” Gwendolyn pinched the

hand and said sternly, “That

think I won’t be able to recognize

the only indicator on his face that

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

Harris, aren’t you taking things

to me! If

“Fine. Go ahead.”

of his hands and let her

Gwendolyn was suspicious, she still

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

instantly revealed. Its defined musculature was flawlessly smooth, with

any scars. She couldn’t even make out the deep knife wound