Chapter 121 Speak Like A Person

So, if Treyton laid his hand on me, then I deserved it?

Is Treyton really that important to her?

Maverick was very annoyed.

If he could, he would love to throw Treyton in a sack and into the sea to feed the sharks.

Gwendolyn could sense the sudden resentment emanating from the person lying in bed with his back turned. The corner of her mouth curved into a slight smile.

However, she couldn’t ignore the glaring wound on his back.

“Quinton, apply some ointment on him.”

Quinton had a baffled expression on his face. “Huh? Me?”

Gwendolyn glanced at him and said, “Do you expect me to do it myself?”

“All right…”

Quinton looked unhappy.

This unscrupulous person just tried to harm Treyton. Can I poison him?

Although he was very unwilling in his heart, he had no choice but to reluctantly fetch the first-aid kit since Gwendolyn was watching him closely.

Having made the arrangements, Gwendolyn turned to leave, but her wrist was unexpectedly gripped by a pair of broad, strong hands from behind.

“Gwendolyn, chat with me for a while…”

Maverick had shifted his position and was now lying with his head down. His voice sounded muffled under the blanket, and his long, quivering eyelashes, together with his pale complexion, gave him a rather frail appearance.

Gwendolyn gave him a cold glance. “My time is precious. I don’t have time to accompany you to chat. Let

go.”

She deliberately emphasized the word “accompany” to subtly remind him of his current status.

Maverick didn’t move, nor did he let go.

“Gwendolyn. I spent six hours alone this afternoon, and it was excruciating. Lying on the cold marble tiles in the living room made my entire body stiff. I’ve already accepted my punishment. Can’t we just chat for a little while?”

His voice was soft, like a feather gently brushing past, or more like a wounded little creature seeking solace.

Lying on the living room floor alone for six hours?

Gwendolyn furrowed her brows. Her gaze shifted toward Ryan who was standing nearby.

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fear. “I… I thought Mr. Wright

to

the blame would be placed on him, Ryan quickly shut his

the room fell into

a blanket, and asked, “What do you

asked, “Have you been doing well these past few days while

Gwendolyn wondered why he was pretending to be weak and

matters.

quite pleasant without someone annoying me, and Mr. Harris has been gentle

she was mocking him, Maverick put on a serious face and asked tentatively, “I heard that the Shalders family has very high standards for their descendants’ spouses. Do you think Treyton would go against

me? Haha, what a

the idea of Treyton marrying her and replied, “That’s my business, and you don’t have the right to meddle

her face, and a

no intention of letting the Harris family know about your existence. So, are you

could support and provide for me. If anything, I am more likely to be the one supporting

it was surprisingly not out of place when spoken

as he carefully pondered the profound implications behind

must really be a

be related to Treyton by blood? They can’t possibly be lovers then, and all of their intimate behavior before must have just been merely those between

had not been substantiated,

kept muttering sarcastic remarks that Gwendolyn found

since Maverick was holding her wrist, she couldn’t leave, and her

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earth are

piteous expression on his pale face and said, “Gwendolyn, my back hurts

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request. How had she never noticed how

you? Did you get hit on the back, or on the head? Is your brain

Maverick remained silent.

exhausted. He just wished for her

that he stopped talking. Gwendolyn forcefully pried open his grip on her wrist, intending to

the mountain range on the border of Lightspring and Fairlake. I returned late because I was being pursued

abruptly halted her steps, wondering if Asher had dispatched someone to kill

Maverick’s whereabouts and that he would not be

to mention that Asher was the reason why Maverick had stayed

and his reaction after she had injected him with the

“Why

and left the room as

saw her come out, he noticed the strange expression. on

“Ms. Shalders?”

at the first-aid kit in Elven’s hand. “Go in and apply the medicine for him,”

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

slightly and watched her leave the second

lost in

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