The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Chapter 170 Waking From The Dream

Charles was truly on the verge of exploding.

He suppressed the fury in his heart and spoke with a gentler tone.

“Gwen, I can do all those things too, and I’m better looking than him. Wouldn’t that make you happier?”

Gwendolyn once again lifted Maverick’s chin, examining his facial features.

“You are good-looking, but he is handsome. It’s not the same,” she retorted.

Charles had gentle and delicate features, with a pair of deep blue eyes that added a touch of color and made him look more beautiful than a gorgeous woman.

On the contrary, Maverick’s eyes were dark and deep, and his facial features were extraordinarily handsome.

When he was not smiling, he would exude a cold aura.

But when he softened the look in his eyes, feigning innocence and playing the victim, he gave off the vibe of a wolf in sheep’s clothing, which made Gwendolyn want to punish him.

His face was, above all, strikingly attractive.

This time around, with his thin lips gently holding his shirt and his hands bound, he was the embodiment of desire and submission.

This gave her a strong urge to tease him relentlessly.

Gwendolyn’s words fell softly into Maverick’s ears, sounding especially pleasant and soothing.

He obediently held his hands up high and kept the shirt in his mouth without moving an inch. Under Gwendolyn’s teasing, his face turned slightly red.

“Such a good boy.”

Gwendolyn was quite pleased with Maverick’s performance. She picked up the glass of red wine on the table and brought it to his lips, saying, “This is your reward.”

Maverick parted his lips, and his shirt slipped off.

With Gwendolyn feeding him, he drained the glass of red wine in one gulp.

As the wine entered his throat smoothly, a sweet and intoxicating aroma filled his senses. It was the most delicious wine in the world.

For a moment, Maverick was completely immersed in the sweet aroma of the wine.

Upon seeing the dark red wine dripping from the corner of his mouth, Gwendolyn gently wiped it away with her index finger.

The drop of wine was transferred to her fingertip. She glanced at it, then brought her finger to Maverick’s lips. “It’s yours. Lick it clean.”

Maverick’s cheeks flushed. He gently extended his tongue, carefully licking the wine off her finger and sending a tingling sensation through it.

him in this extremely obsequious manner delighted

three years of marriage, he always

him, his face was cold, stern, and filled with arrogance. He had treated her as if she owed

everything he could to please her. He was much like a

was something she could never have imagined

satisfied, Gwendolyn let out a series of hearty

expression, he began

could not

with anger as

urge within him as he wished that he was

found it hard to accept the reality. “Gwen, do you dare to say you’ve never had feelings for me? Were all those years of

finger. Then, she lifted Maverick’s shirt and brought it

better, bit down gently, while

she played with Maverick, she responded

did like you once. But you stepped back when I needed you the most. From that moment

to utter a single

“As you can see, I’m doing quite well now. If you truly feel that you owe me something, you should

brimmed in Charles’ eyes as he stared

and reveal even

Unfortunately, she did not.

busy teasing Maverick with

restless due to Gwendolyn’s actions. As his breathing became rapid, the frequency of his whimpers

hold himself back and gently asked, “Do you

With his brows furrowed, he unconsciously

the right place, so I’ll

signaling him to stand up, and then untied the belt that bound his hands. After that, she returned the belt to

on and straighten

the tight grip of the belt, but they were like a trophy

the red marks moved around in Charles’ vision, he felt his eyes sting. Not

up, Gwendolyn gently took his large, well-defined hand in her small one. Her beautiful

not glance at Charles on the

Maverick left

and it

on that show. While she gently closed her

left Maverick a

now,

to choose between you

good-looking, but he is

ask if there was even the slightest bit of sincerity in those words she

“Gwendolyn…”

touch her sleeve, Gwendolyn frowned in disgust and instinctively moved

face displayed the epitome of