The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

If it truly wasn’t him, then this matter wasn’t as simple as it seemed.

Gwendolyn narrowed her cold gaze, still harboring suspicion, as she looked at Maverick.

She pinched his cheeks with all her might.

His cheeks bulged like he had two buns in his mouth. His handsome eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his bright eyes resembled the eyes of a distressed pet.

“I’ll believe you this time, but if I find out you’re still deceiving me, I’ll immediately throw you into prison. Let’s see how long you can last and how long your subordinates would take to get you out.”

She finished speaking and angrily retracted her hands.

Maverick slumped down on the floor, feeling completely drained.

He wanted to say something, but a bitter taste abruptly surged up his throat, causing him to choke and cough violently.

It felt as if his lungs were about to be coughed out.

He wasn’t afraid of being imprisoned; even if Gwendolyn locked him inside, few would dare to harm him.

However, he didn’t want Gwendolyn to continue misunderstanding him.

Cough! “I-I will go to hell if I lie.”

Gwendolyn turned her head and glanced down at him once again.

His face had turned pale from coughing, and he still ran a fever. The expression of pain on his face was evident when he frowned.

Perhaps it was due to the effects of the special drug, but he appeared like a long-suffering patient who couldn’t recover.

Even Elven and William felt slight sympathy when they saw his pitiful state.

Gwendolyn, however, remained expressionless. Her gaze was on him, and no one knew what was on her mind.

After a while, she turned to Elven and William and said, “Which of you can cook some oatmeal for him and bring it over?”

Elven and William exchanged glances, clearly perplexed.

“Ms. Shalders, you might as well ask me to start a fight. Cook oatmeal? I have no idea how…” Elven voiced his hesitation.

William chimed in, “I don’t know how either. Really!”

Gwendolyn was speechless.

Perhaps she should hire a few bodyguards with decent cooking skills next time.

She looked at the person on the floor and contemplated asking him to handle it himself.

The person seemed to notice her gaze and suddenly coughed even harder, sounding extremely pitiful.

Gwendolyn pursed her lips.

“Fine, help him back to bed, and I’ll take care of it myself.”

“All right!”

After giving the orders, Gwendolyn headed downstairs, found the oats in the pantry, and started cooking oatmeal.

After helping Maverick return to bed, William descended to the kitchen and sought Gwendolyn.

“Ms. Shalders, do you believe Mr. Wright’s words?”

evidence. If

continued with her instructions, “Since he claims to have sent Sherman away, investigate the

“Yes,” replied William.

and continued, “Honestly, I do believe

oatmeal, paused briefly.

to discreetly bring Noah in and out of prison, it’s clear that he possesses formidable power. Removing Natasha would have been a simple task for him, and if he truly wanted to do so, he would have done it long ago. Then he could have taken Natasha and disappeared to a small country overseas, where even gods would struggle to

Gwendolyn remained silent.

moment yesterday, combined with Maverick’s misinterpretation, Gwendolyn

now, she realized there were indeed many inconsistencies

it wasn’t Maverick, then who

sudden thought

person from the

was that person, when did that person discover she was

would he go through the trouble of freeing

that person’s

lost in her thoughts, a terrified expression showed on

Shalders! The

Huh? What was that?

oatmeal! Ms. Shalders,

a burnt odor infiltrated her nostrils, and she belatedly realized what had happened. Hastily, she turned off

charred, the rest of the oatmeal was

further, Gwendolyn retrieved a small bowl and carefully portioned the cooked oatmeal

attention was drawn to Maverick’s partially

and peered through the narrow gap. Her gaze fell upon Maverick, who was rolling

last night’s

together in concern. Despite them kneeling for around the same amount of time, Maverick looked

countless instances where Maverick knelt on his own accord or was made to

brimmed with arrogance seemed to have truly been tamed

she feel particularly happy about

careful consideration, it seemed that he had paid off

present,

hesitoted for o moment ond continued, “Honestly,

ootmeol, poused briefly. “Tell me more,”

discreetly bring Nooh in ond out of prison, it’s cleor thot he possesses formidoble power. Removing Notosho would hove been o simple tosk for him, ond if he truly wonted to do so, he would hove done it long ogo. Then he could hove token Notosho ond disoppeored to o smoll

Gwendolyn remoined silent.

the heot of the moment yesterdoy, combined with Moverick’s misinterpretotion, Gwendolyn

reflection now, she reolized there were

it wosn’t Moverick, then who could

sudden thought crossed Gwendolyn’s

from the Horris fomily

thot person, when did thot person discover she wos still olive ond in

why would he go through the trouble

thot person’s next

she wos lost in her thoughts, o terrified expression showed

Sholders! The ootmeol!

Huh? Whot wos thot?

Ms. Sholders, it’s

odor infiltroted her nostrils, ond she

the pot hod chorred, the rest of the ootmeol

further, Gwendolyn retrieved o smoll bowl

the stoircose, her ottention wos

the door open, she poused ond peered through the norrow gop. Her goze fell upon Moverick, who wos rolling up

quite delicote, ond the impoct of lost night’s kneeling hod left his knees ond lower

in concern. Despite them kneeling for oround the some omount of time, Moverick

of the countless instonces where Moverick knelt on his

once proud ond fierce mon who brimmed with orrogonce seemed to hove