Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 226 The Truth

Cedrick sighed lightly. He felt immensely guilty thinking about William’s words.

“Hurry up and go. I’ve made her suffer so much in the past six months. I should give her something in return so I don’t feel too indebted to her.”

Nico hesitated to speak. You no longer owe Ms. Gwendolyn anything!

Nevertheless, Nico knew Cedrick loved Gwendolyn too much and would do everything he could to please her.

He’s expressing his love too humbly. Nico genuinely felt sorry for him, yet he was powerless to help.

…

When Gwendolyn woke up, the first thing she did was check her body for any visible hickeys.

The cotton quilt was neatly folded on the small couch.

It seemed Cedrick didn’t take advantage of her last night.

He was even willing to sleep on the couch. She realized he was quite a decent man, unlike the rumors she had heard about him.

Gwendolyn remembered everything that happened before she got drunk and passed out last night, but because of the effect of alcohol, her mind felt fuzzy.

The matter related to Cedrick was too peculiar. She reckoned she needed to investigate further.

When Gwendolyn learned Valentino had invited her for breakfast, she intended to refuse initially, but recalling Cedrick’s matter, she thought it would be best for her to go.

At the dining table, Gwendolyn chatted with Valentino, “Old Mr. Jenson, I heard Mr. Jenson came back only half a year ago. I met him in person last night. He’s quite handsome, but why are there rumors that he looks hideous?”

in his expression, “Since he gained a foothold in Salinsburgh, too many socialites approached and offered

Gwendolyn smiled and probed further, “Has he always looked

He gave her a puzzled look,

so good-looking, I wanted to

aren’t any. He hates

photographed? That’s somewhat similar to Maverick. Subsequently, she fell silent

reminded of the

is quite pitiful. He returned from carrying out a mission in the army half a year ago, covered in blood and badly wounded. I heard he was coughing up

ago, and Cedrick returned home, scarred and battered, also half

resolve her doubts, she made a call to

took the initiative to contact me, Gwendolyn. I’m really

I’m calling you today mainly

with a meaningful tone. “I understand, Gwendolyn. What do you

did Cedrick return to the

of the line, contemplated for a moment. “It’s been quite some time. I

you notice anything different about the

really. Cedrick was sent to the army at a young age and rarely returned home, especially after he turned fifteen. He didn’t come back until half a

you mentioned he was injured when he returned half a

I didn’t see his wounds. I only heard from the servants at Grandpa’s villa that he was gravely hurt. Still, I’m certain his injuries were severe because when he was

seemed to

made some small talk with

why are

wrap her mind around that matter, Gwendolyn didn’t bother responding to his teasing. She merely said, “William, I can’t shake

possible? Putting aside the fact that Mr. Wright was already seriously injured before the incident, his chances of surviving were meager since he charged into the fray alone.

fake? What if they found someone with a similar physique as

carefully. “That is possible, but if Mr. Wright is still alive, why isn’t he returning to find you? He was really eager to stay by your side every

was also one

car window and became lost in her thoughts, Cedrick’s demeanor last night surfaced in

as Maverick. Could such a coincidence really happen? But why doesn’t he have any scars? A burn caused by the S40