The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Over forty men dressed in black charged forward from both sides at the leader’s command.

Gwendolyn’s expression was solemn as she grasped Elven’s and Ezra’s hands and whispered, “I’ve already informed Treyton. Don’t risk your lives to fight them. I want both of you to stay alive!”

Just a moment ago, she had secretly sent a message using her phone while speaking to the assassins. She only needed to hold on for ten more minutes before Treyton’s men arrived.

Upon hearing this, Elven and Ezra became even more determined to protect her at all costs and attacked the approaching assassins brutally, showing no mercy.

The tight-fitting gown made it difficult for Gwendolyn to lift her legs.

She immediately tore off a small strip of fabric from the slit of her gown and quickly wrapped it around her right shoulder to stop the bleeding.

While she was doing this, an assassin suddenly charged at her.

She swiftly dodged to the side and kicked the man’s groin with her twelve-centimeter stilettos. His face turned pale from the pain, and Gwendolyn knocked him out by hitting the back of his neck before he could react.

With forty men against three, the scene was extremely chaotic.

Meanwhile, a fierce and bloody fight broke out in the cabin.

Nico and Neville were strong, but Samantha’s men were too. The chaos lasted for five minutes.

As Maverick thought of Samantha’s earlier words, his heart twisted in pain.

He couldn’t wait any longer. The longer he stayed here, the more danger Gwendolyn would be in.

“Nico, come with me to save Gwendolyn. Everyone, cover us and retreat!”

The scent of blood permeated the air on Crane Bridge.

Elven and Ezra had each snatched a machete from their opponents. Their gazes were filled with rage as they attacked relentlessly.

However, too many enemies were charging at them, one after another. Their strength was drained within just a few minutes, leaving them barely able to fend off the onslaught. Although the blades slashed their backs and legs, they simply gritted their teeth and withstood the pain.

Gwendolyn was already injured, so her strength depleted fast. A momentary lapse of concentration had her being slashed in her arm again.

Her fair and slender arm was stained with a long trail of blood. The pain caused her entire arm to tremble uncontrollably.

with her hand, bit her lower

covered in blood, were still fighting back despite suffering

will die before Treyton can even get

blood splattering everywhere, rage

pay a thousand-fold, even a million-fold, for the pain I suffer tonight

the stone pillars on Crane Bridge, her hair disheveled by

bloodstained face still looked stunningly

aloofness remained undiminished despite her being

me, but even

off the

“Ms. Shalders! No!”

thing

couldn’t see anything in the water. The dim yellow glow from the streetlights on the

the light gradually faded, she suddenly experienced an intense headache while unclear images continuously flashed

and crisp voice also sounded, saying, “Miss, please buy a bouquet. You’re as beautiful as these flowers! Miss, why do you have a dad, but I don’t? Can you share your dad with me,

it? Who exactly is

head throbbed with unbearable pain. A blurry image of a young

from the laughter and the little girl’s blurry face,

forgot to struggle, so her body sank deeper into the lake due to the loss

I going to

Her consciousness gradually faded.

tightly before giving her oxygen through

Gwendolyn groggily woke up, the first thing she saw

are you feeling better

raspy voice rang in

Treyton’s handsome face gradually came into focus

a hoarse voice, she called out,

Your fever just subsided. Don’t

he couldn’t bear to raise his voice at her as he scolded, “You’ve got to be kidding me. Winter is just around the corner, and the lake is freezing cold. Besides, you were injured. What

pale lips curled into a faint smile, reassuring him. Then she asked, “How are

after waking up but still replied softly, “They’re fine. Although

relief and was about to continue asking

many questions? Wouldn’t it

pale, and she didn’t speak.