Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 231 Have I Been Treating Him Badly

Nico quickly slapped himself to stop his imagination from going wild.

This is my first time having a solo mission with Ms. Gwendolyn, perhaps this is who she is. I should have faith in her feelings for Boss. However, he must never find out about the details!Back in the bedroom, Gwendolyn grazed the tip of the dagger across Xander’s face and down his neck before finally arriving at his heart.

Xander shook throughout, terrified that the blade would pierce his skin.

The room was filled with a dangerous and menacing oppression atmosphere, gripping him so hard that he felt suffocated.

Gwendolyn sneered at his fright. “It only takes a dagger to reduce you to such a pathetic state. You’re so weak. How dare you pick a fight with Ceddy?”

Xander seemed to have taken offense by her words and the look of terror on his face suddenly diminished.

He knew very well that Gwendolyn did not dare to kill him within the Jenson residence, nor was she able to do so.

Noticing that he had calmed down, Gwendolyn guessed what he was thinking. “You’re right. I won’t kill you. In fact, I prefer to torture you slowly. I’m here today to settle this score. Because of you, Ceddy is currently undergoing surgery. How dare you sleep soundly in your bed while he is fighting for his life? I want you to remain awake and experience his suffering tenfold.”

With a vicious glint in her eyes, she pressed the dagger’s tip slightly against Xander, yet with enough restraint not to pierce his heart.

Blood began oozing out, staining Xander’s snow-white bathrobe around his chest. It caused him so much pain that he turned pale.

“Don’t worry. This is just a taste. I won’t take your life so quickly.”

Gwendolyn sheathed the dagger, then produced a bag of powder and showed Xander.

“This is itching powder. I will sprinkle it on you and once the itch becomes unbearable, your muscles will twitch uncontrollably and quicken your circulation, which will cause the blood to flow out from the wound. I wonder if you would die from excessive blood loss if you bleed throughout the night? Shall we try it?”

Even though her tone was innocent, her words were venomous.

Xander gazed at the powder in her hand with terror, shaking his head, and started mumbling.

Gwendolyn’s expression was frigid. Without wasting her breath on him further, she scattered the powder all over him mercilessly, starting from his neck.

summoned Nico for some areas where it was inconvenient for her to

out that she intended to scatter the powder all over Xander’s groin, Nico shuddered so hard that his own member

and vicious! If Xander

…

was finally removed. Fortunately, it had missed

lose a lot of blood and was very weak. As he required rest, he was transferred to an ordinary

“Gwenny…”

to wear off. His voice was hoarse and weak.

bright ward was

about nor anybody else there. He was alone in

a sense of melancholic solitude in

pain in his chest. It was so bad

would wait for me and let me explain. She wouldn’t lie to

ignoring his freshly bandaged chest, and got out of bed. His legs were so shaky that he was forced to inch his way to the

was silent

from him. Only an occasional cold gust blew into his pale face, bringing

red. The heavy feeling in his chest was becoming unbearable as

chest felt a hundred times more painful than

“Gwenny…”

are you? You still

of the ward had completely drained him. Weak and shaky all over, he was forced to

by seeing Gwendolyn, however, he did his best

sight of him and hurried over to help him up. “Why are you out of bed, Mr. Jenson? You just went through an operation, and you cannot afford to

avoided her arm, refusing to let her touch him. “Where is Ms. Harris?” he asked with

had gone a long time ago. It’s past midnight now, so she probably won’t be coming back. Your

so awful that he gasped for

gone. True enough, she wouldn’t forgive me. She won’t even

rose in his throat. The

sorry for him.

“Get lost!”

Despite the severity of his condition, his gaze

the nurse fell silent

weak that he could no longer stand. Thus, leaning against the door, he eased himself slowly into