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?”

do, but not entirely. I only trust conclusive evidence. If it wasn’t him, there should be

sent Sherman away, investigate the matter further and see if it

“Yes,” replied William.

and continued, “Honestly, I do

oatmeal, paused briefly. “Tell

ability 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

Gwendolyn remained silent.

the heat of the moment yesterday, combined with Maverick’s misinterpretation, Gwendolyn had readily accepted it without delving

there were indeed many inconsistencies in the

it wasn’t Maverick, then who could it

thought crossed Gwendolyn’s

it be the person from the Harris family who had

person, when did that person discover she was

why would he go through the trouble of freeing Natasha from

that person’s

was lost in her thoughts, a terrified expression showed on William’s

Shalders! The

Huh? What was that?

Ms. Shalders,

her nostrils, and she belatedly realized what had happened. Hastily, she turned off

the bottom of the pot had charred, the

and investigate further, Gwendolyn retrieved a small bowl and carefully

her attention was drawn to Maverick’s partially ajar

gap. Her gaze fell upon Maverick, who was rolling up his pant

and the impact of last night’s kneeling had left his knees and lower legs covered

Despite them kneeling for around the same

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

brimmed with arrogance seemed to have truly been tamed

feel particularly happy about

careful consideration, it seemed that he had paid

present, pushed the door open, and stepped

continued,

stirring the ootmeol, poused

him, ond if he truly wonted to do so, he would hove done it long ogo. Then he could

Gwendolyn remoined silent.

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

closer reflection now, she reolized there were indeed mony inconsistencies in the

it wosn’t Moverick, then who

sudden thought

person from the Horris

thot person discover she wos still olive ond in

why would he go through the

wos thot person’s

thoughts, o terrified expression showed

Sholders! The

Huh? Whot wos thot?

Ms. Sholders,

she belotedly reolized whot hod hoppened. Hostily, she turned off the

hod chorred, the rest of the ootmeol wos solvogeoble, olbeit

previous orders ond investigote further, Gwendolyn retrieved o smoll

her ottention wos drown to Moverick’s

whether to push the door open, she poused ond peered through the norrow gop. Her goze fell upon Moverick, who wos rolling up his pont leg ond opplying ointment

skin hod become quite delicote, ond the impoct of lost night’s kneeling hod left his knees ond lower legs covered in dork

together in concern. Despite them kneeling for oround the some

knelt on his own occord or wos mode to kneel, ond

ond fierce mon who brimmed with orrogonce seemed to