The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Chapter 205 Frida Had Changed

It was raining heavily, and the bodyguard held an umbrella over Frida.

She walked to the side alone to examine the letter.

No one witnessed the expression of shock on her face.

She tightly clutched the letter, her eyes filled with complex emotions. After a few minutes of internal conflict, she stowed away the envelope and returned to Maverick’s grave.

“Mom, what did Maverick say?”

Frida’s face bore a look of devastation as she completely disregarded Sheralyn, seemingly oblivious to her question.

“Mom, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me! What did Maverick write in the letter?”

Sheralyn attempted to grab the envelope from Frida’s hand, but the latter skillfully evaded her. Sheralyn thought it was odd and went to snatch the letter again.

In a moment of desperation, Frida tore and crumpled the letter she had opened before swiftly stuffing it into her mouth and swallowing it.

“Mom, what are you doing!”

“Mrs. Wright!”

Everyone was stunned by her action.

Instead of giving everyone an explanation, Frida rushed into the rain and hugged the cold tombstone of Maverick. She wailed, “Maverick! My son, you were still so young. How could you leave me and your sister behind…”

She howled until her voice was hoarse, and the grief etched on her face touched everyone present, causing their eyes to unconsciously turn red.

Coming from a prestigious family, Frida had always maintained an air of nobility. It was the first time she had publicly lost control, embracing the tombstone while crying uncontrollably. Surprisingly, no one deemed her behavior inappropriate.

Even her act of swallowing the entire letter moments ago was understandable. A mother had lost her beloved son, after all. Moreover, Maverick was the most promising child of the Wright family.

Frida’s heart was irreparably shattered.

Gwendolyn watched from a distance, her eyes red but devoid of tears, and her expression remained stoic.

Unnoticed by anyone, her fingertips, concealed beneath Treyton’s suit jacket, dug deeply into her palms. It was as if her heart had grown so numb that she could no longer feel pain.

In the cemetery, Frida was on the verge of collapsing from her incessant tears. Fortunately, with Sheralyn’s support and persuasive words, her emotional outbursts gradually subsided.

The business partners, relatives, and

individuals lamented the untimely demise of

sympathized with the two remaining women in the Wright family, recognizing that their lives would be challenging with Dexter lurking in

escorted Frida out of the

anger surged within her. “It’s all because of you! You’re the cause of my brother’s demise! If it weren’t for

argue back but instead lowered her

face, “Mind your words! She knew nothing about the

“Knew nothing about it?”

advanced, her eyes ablaze with anger as she locked her gaze on Gwendolyn. “So she thinks she can absolve herself by feigning ignorance? My brother sacrificed his life for her! But look at her, not

Frida stopped Sheralyn before the latter could curse out

the one who got Maverick killed! What’s wrong with scolding her?

kept her head down and

still staining her face, Frida

what you’re doing? You’re actually

she said in a heavy tone, “I apologize to you for

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

mean to me. Why

am responsible for his death. Don’t you hate

is right. If Maverick made such a choice, it means he must have loved you deeply.

and

squeezed her palm, trying to

and handed it to Gwendolyn. “He requested for you to have this

it with trembling

added, “Let’s set the letter aside for now. Find a seat and

and Sheralyn leaned on each other for support

carefully kept the letter inside her bag. After all the relatives and friends who had come to pay their respects had left, she

photo adorned

the

familiar yet aloof countenance with

It was Maverick.

suddenly dawned on her that she would only be able to behold his

droplets off the photo, her movements

only man she had ever truly loved. From now on, she would never hear his tender crooning

back her tears as she tirelessly wiped off the water

he watched Gwendolyn. “Kiddo, it’s pouring