The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Chapter 195 She Will Not Walk The Same Path Again

Maverick gazed up at her, a flattering smile playing at his thin lips.

Gwendolyn cast a deep, meaningful glance at the man.

Indeed, he was due to be taught a lesson that night, and Gwendolyn’s anger simply would not subside until the man was crying and pleading for mercy.

She extended her hand toward him. “Belt.”

Without hesitation, Maverick swiftly unfasted the metal buckle and obediently handed the belt to her. Then, he turned around and faced away from the woman.

Gwendolyn felt a shiver course through her entire being. She folded the belt in half, her eyes glinting with resolution and intensity. Lifting the belt high into the air, she readied herself to strike the wounded back before her.

However, before she could swing the belt in her hand, her gaze involuntarily landed on the palm-sized burn on the man’s back.

The vividly crimson flesh and the gruesome wound provoked unease. It was so strikingly conspicuous that it was hard to ignore.

Besides, he’d sustained the injury by shielding her. Otherwise, it would be her face that was bearing such agony.

As Gwendolyn pondered on this, she experienced a surge of conflicting emotions. It felt as though an unseen force held her wrist, preventing her from lowering it no matter what.

She released a silent sigh and seemed to have deflated all of a sudden, for she realized, much to her vexation, that she actually started to feel sorry for him.

This feeling made Gwendolyn very unhappy.

The three years she had spent in the Wright residence were akin to enduring a living hell, devoid of any semblance of warmth. Following the divorce, she had observed some changes in Maverick and his growing sincerity. It would be disingenuous if she said she remained unmoved.

Nevertheless, Gwendolyn refused to tread upon that familiar path again.

No matter how much she attempted to sever the ties between him and herself, in the end, she would be the one to wind up hurt.

At that thought, she tightened her grip on the belt, trembling as though she had made a momentous decision.

Maverick remained motionless, not uttering a single word nor furrowing his brows.

Besides the involuntary tensing of his muscles throughout his body, it seemed as if he was impervious to pain.

Gwendolyn examined the red mark she had inflicted, her gaze unconsciously shifting to the center of his back, where the bloody, blurred wound pained her eyes.

despite everything, she

ferocious kick on his shoulders and threw the leather

Gwendolyn lifted the quilt and, with her back turned

Maverick staggered slightly from the

leisurely fastened his belt, then rose to retrieve the

had been removed, he refrained from wearing the clothes directly to

lying on her side on the bed, her back facing him. She hadn’t even changed her

It won’t

replied, “I don’t care. Just go

of her bed, his gaze fixed

of anger rushing to her head. Suddenly, she sat up abruptly, her face inflated

“Get out!”

it on

another pillow

it once again, and a gentle

was truly furious, launching everything within reach from the

beat. He then helped her place them on

on his face brimmed

it

that she felt as if she could burst at any moment. She searched on the bedside table for a while but found nothing. When she

was still

raised both hands in surrender, saying, “Stop! I

until he closed the door and vanished from her sight.

table, she quietly got out of bed, retrieved her pillow, and took several deep breaths to calm herself before heading to the

the next morning

uttering a single word. Regardless of what Maverick said, she completely disregarded

to Angle right after

Charles over to Maverick, so all she had to do was await

Gwendolyn first made a phone call

repeated the name of the potion that Maverick

was essentially the same

for images of skin damage caused by the potent S40 strong corrosive potion. Since it was a laboratory chemical, it couldn’t be found through regular

later, Shadow Bell sent the