The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Chapter 224 You Look Like Someone

Cedrick held his breath while sneaking a glance at Gwendolyn.

She sat on the couch by the window with her back facing him, sipping red wine.

He clenched his fists so tightly that they felt clammy. Could she be drunk by any chance?

Would she be as gentle to me as two nights ago?

“I admit I don’t know you well, yet you still plotted to get engaged with me. Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?”

Cedrick’s hand was on the doorknob when he felt his heart drop.

Gwendolyn’s speech was coherent and paced regularly. It was clear she’d barely imbibed any wine and was still sober.

That meant that he would be dead meat tonight.

Cedrick still wasn’t ready to face her.

He stalked toward the window and considered making a run for it.

Gwendolyn’s languid voice sounded. “Old Mr. Jenson has instructed the windows to be locked. It is also fitted with bulletproof glass and can’t be shattered. We’re just going to have a nice little chat. I wonder what you’re so afraid of?”

He had no chance of escape.

Cedrick subconsciously touched his face to confirm that his mask was still on. Gwendolyn couldn’t possibly recognize him that easily.

He cleared his throat. “You must be joking, Ms. Gwendolyn. We aren’t acquainted at all. I decided to get engaged with you merely because the fortune teller mentioned that we’d get along well together.”

Gwendolyn placed her wine glass down and turned to face him. “I’ve told you before that there’s someone I—”

She was cut off abruptly.

The man who stood by the window in a well-fitting suit gave off an aloof aristocratic air.

The sheer sight of him flooded her with a bone-deep sense of familiarity.

Her expression froze as she carefully scrutinized the man from head to toe.

Cedrick’s heart was in his throat when he noticed the change in her expression.

“Mr. Jenson, you really look like someone.”

Gwendolyn got to her feet with her brows furrowed and gingerly approached Cedrick.

“Ms. Harris, you must be mistaken. We’ve never met,” His eyes were glacial as he uttered in a hoarse voice.

Gwendolyn’s eyes reddened as she met his familiar eyes.

Her hand shot out without forewarning to grab his suit collar and press him against the glass window.

won’t be able to recognize you just because

felt his entire body go

Should I come clean?

think that I’ve been deceiving

had never liked him in the first place. Wouldn’t doing so compound the hatred she bore against him, so

didn’t you come looking for me if you weren’t dead? How come you’ve taken on the identity of

collar so tightly that her hands were trembling. Her

“Ms. Harris, I—”

are you

raised her hand and curved her elbow as

mask twisted in pain, and he bent down reflexively. Despite that, Gwendolyn tugged his collar and backed

accidentally hurt Gwendolyn

had

would whack him with all

room for reason as she

still couldn’t get over Maverick

didn’t he

like

to tell the truth, I’ll have to take

reached out to

on tightly to it. “Ms. Harris, isn’t it unbecoming of you

touching my fiancé? Why are you so scared of me seeing your face? If you

“I—”

didn’t give him a chance to defend himself as she leveled another blow

ripped off his mask while he was curled up

stop as they looked into

his

were completely altered.

gaze and mannerisms gave him

He was obviously Maverick.

mask?” Gwendolyn pinched the skin of his face and attempted to peel off

kept his grip firm on her hand and said sternly, “That is

you! Did you undergo plastic surgery? You must be delusional to think I won’t be able to recognize you because of that! Why don’t you try switching your eyeballs

on his face that they were

recalled the severe burns and wounds from the lashings on Maverick’s back before the incident and broke free from Cedrick’s

aren’t you taking things too fast

up and turn your back to me! If you aren’t guilty, then let

“Fine. Go ahead.”

raised both of his hands and

Gwendolyn was suspicious, she still

loosened his shirt from

was flawlessly smooth, with tan skin that looked exceptionally enticing under the room’s

wound on Maverick’s waist which he sustained from

him and retreated

on the bed in a daze in

mind was coming back to