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.

funeral finally came to an end. The business partners, relatives, and friends

individuals lamented the untimely demise of

the Wright family, recognizing that their lives would be challenging with Dexter lurking

had left, Sheralyn escorted Frida out

up and noticed Gwendolyn standing under the tree nearby. In an instant, intense anger surged within her. “It’s all because of you! You’re the cause of my brother’s demise! If it

back but instead lowered her

cold face, “Mind your words! She knew nothing about the matter, and this was your

“Knew nothing about it?”

“So she thinks she can absolve herself by feigning ignorance? My brother sacrificed his life for her! But look at her, not a single tear

stopped Sheralyn before the latter could curse out more

What’s wrong with scolding her? Don’t you hate her too? Are you out

kept her head down and didn’t

still staining her face, Frida approached Gwendolyn and offered a slight

was taken aback. “Mom, do you realize what you’re doing? You’re actually bowing

“I apologize to you for what my daughter said. She is overwhelmed

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

me. Why is she acting

right, I am responsible for his death.

with a bittersweet smile. “Mr. Harris is right. If Maverick made such a choice,

to ache, and she felt a slight soreness

trying to stop the tears

envelope from her bag and handed it to Gwendolyn. “He requested for you to

took it with

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

and Sheralyn leaned on each other for support and

carefully kept the letter inside her bag. After all the relatives and friends who had come to

small photo

the raindrops that fell

yet aloof countenance with just

It was Maverick.

suddenly dawned on her that

her movements

had ever truly loved. From now on,

she tirelessly wiped off the water stains

“Kiddo, it’s pouring outside. You

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