The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Chapter 122 A Helping Hand

What are they here for?

Maverick froze in place, glowering at the duo behind Gwendolyn.

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At that moment, Sherman’s visage mirrored that of Maverick’s. The former could barely conceal the animosity and hatred in his eyes.

Treyton, too, regarded Maverick with an unkind countenance.

It was as though they were having a staredown with one another. Neither of them had the slightest intention of averting their gazes.

Gwendolyn sensed the hostility in the air and could not help but roll her eyes. Must these men be this childish?

If looks could kill, they would have already murdered one another hundreds of times.

She let out a sigh and thought for a moment before directing her line of sight at Maverick. “You don’t need to cook today, and there’s not much you can help with here. The leaves in the garden have been falling like crazy lately, so why don’t you go sweep them?”

Me? Go outside to sweep the fallen leaves and leave her chitchatting with these two? I could let it go if it was only Treyton, but on what grounds does Sherman get to stay?

Maverick’s face darkened. He refused to move a muscle.

Gwendolyn walked away to fetch a bottle of fine red wine from the liquor cabinet, but when she turned around, she found Maverick still standing in the same spot. She urged him, “Hurry up! If you can’t walk, I’ll summon Ryan and let him push you there.”

It looks like I really have to go.

Maverick’s mien was as grim as death. On his way out, he slammed the door with all his might, seemingly venting his dissatisfaction.

Pointing at the door, Treyton turned to Gwendolyn and complained. “Just look at him! He has such a bad temper! The cheek of him to throw a tantrum in front of you. He really deserves a beating”

Gwendolyn, in turn, pursed her lips and smiled. “Ignore him. Sooner or later, I’ll make sure he learns how to behave.”

Treyton did not react to that remark. Sherman, however, had displeasure written all over his face. “He’s full of pride, Gwendolyn. Even a ferocious wild beast will back off when it’s injured, but once it seizes an opening, it’ll bite back. Look at how he hurt you this time! Isn’t it obvious that he premeditated all this? It’d be too late if you failed to teach him a lesson and wound up hurting yourself instead.”

Treyton nodded in agreement as well.

As Gwendolyn opened the refrigerator to look for ingredients, she laughed and said, “Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.”

In the garden, Maverick’s mind wandered as he swept the ground. Curiosity got the better of him when he pondered how Gwendolyn would interact with other men.

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Chapter 122 A Helping Hand

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the glass, only to find an extremely harmonious scene at the dining table. Gwendolyn was all smiles, appearing to be happy from the bottom of

the first year of their marriage. She had always had a sweet

only wonder when exactly all her smiles

her gaze was incredibly frosty and indifferent every

divorce, she had become breathtakingly gorgeous and distant, exuding an air of nobility and nonchalance. No matter what

her true self, after

tightness in his chest as a suffocating sensation crept up on

push open the door to the

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and was about to continue sweeping the fallen leaves when he noticed Elven

fell down the stairs at the Wright residence. She asked to

down? But it’s only been a few days! How could she suddenly fall down

“All right.”

were chatting cheerily. A hint of mixed emotions flitted across his dark eyes. Then,

had been sent to her previous private ward to recuperate. With a cast on her leg, she lay in bed in a daze, bored out of

and caught sight of her

never get to see you again…” she

in the cast, and Frida

what was going on. He walked to

did you

my son for so long, and I’d like to have

for a moment and

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worry. I won’t make things difficult for you. I’ll just

who had to carry out the orders. Although Maverick was currently serving under Gwendolyn. Elven was somewhat in awe of

Elven left, Maverick asked, “Tell me, what’s the deal with your injury? I just checked it out, and it’s

chuckle escaped Frida on that

I stumbled about five or six steps, really. It’s not a big deal, but if it weren’t for this incident, how could I have had the chance to catch

did you make people

a way of doing this, but that’s not the point right now.

at that. “What was that

his forehead with her finger. She was

door, she uttered softly, “Bedding the

expression darkened on the spot while his dark eyes turned as cold

absolutely no way this could happen. I don’t want to hear it from you for the third time,

nothing except

housekeepers for the rest of their lives. She had endured enough humiliation lately and needed to find a way out