The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Chapter 230 Avenge Him

Gwendolyn’s tears turned into a stream. She could not stop them.

Clutching his hand, she screamed, “Don’t you dare die, Cedrick! I’m going to marry someone else if you die and make you regret it as long as you live!”

Cedrick’s bloody lips parted in a painful smile.

“T-That won’t do. You’re mine.”

Despite her tears, she managed a chuckle before turning to the two paramedics in the corner. “I’m here. Send him in, quickly.”

Cedrick would not let go of her hand. “Let me explain, Gwenny, please?”

“Be good and go through with the surgery. I’ll be out here. You can tell me everything when it’s over.”

Cedrick’s visage was paler than ever. It looked as though every drop of blood had been drained from him. It was plain he could not hold on much longer.

However, he stubbornly maintained his grip on her wrist—he wanted to get a good look at her. There was only a ten percent chance of survival if he went in, and he feared he might never regain consciousness.

Gwendolyn’s heart wrenched painfully. She forced herself to pry his fingers apart and watched him being wheeled into the emergency room.

The light came on, indicating that the surgery was underway. Gwendolyn sat outside and gazed blankly into space. The tears streaking her face had not yet dried.

It was her first time shedding tears in front of that many people, but she did not care. All she knew was that she did not want Cedrick to die.

She waited for three hours until nine that night, yet Cedrick still had not emerged.

Nico sent the squadron home. With a similarly grave expression, he sat on the bench across from Gwendolyn.

Then, as if he had considered something at length, he began, “You thought that Mr. Jenson had lied to you about the incident involving the abandoned warehouse six months ago. He was not. He did enter knowing full well he might die. If not for the rest of the boys making it there in time to rescue what’s left of him, he would have died in the fire.”

Gwendolyn looked up slowly to meet his gaze.

Nico continued glumly, “As for why he did not return to you despite having survived, the Jenson family had been going through internal strife, and he needed to return and deal with it. The whip scars on his back are a consequence of his defiance of the Jenson family laws. Though he was fortunate to have survived at the warehouse, vast areas of the skin on his face had been burned, and he had broken his leg in the fight. His internal organs, too, are not faring any better.”

His gaze flicked and he skipped the part about the virus in Cedrick’s body.

still had not discovered a complete cure for the virus within him, and it necessitated a trip to the laboratory every other day. It was only with the help of the suppressant that he lived until

that not a word of any of it was to

to give everything he has but would never tell you any of his pain. He was ashamed to reunite with you after regaining his identity because he was afraid you would hate him more if he mentioned it. He feared that he would lose

was filled with guilt to the brim,

Cedrick covered in blood every time shut her eyes. Worse still, something like that

in even worse shape during the incident at the abandoned warehouse six months

he had kept all that from her.

heart sear with pain as though it was stabbed. The intensity

“I am sorry.”

those three words, she could not offer anything else to make up

he needs. Just a little bit of love on your part

Gwendolyn, but when he found out that you were grieving for six months because of him, he blamed himself. He had me procure a whip not because he wanted to put on a charade for you but because he was trying his best to make up for the pain you have endured for six months. That you did,

went to Old Mr. Jenson and asked to call off the engagement instead. Worse still,

proposed for the engagement to be called off, but he did not agree. I

her gaze. Realizing that something did not add up, he quickly

later, the atmosphere at the entrance to

somebody sent

hardened. “Xander? How well does

father. Mr. Cedrick had only been back for three days and the

pursed her lips. Looking down,

colder. “Do you know how

aback. “Ms. Gwendolyn, are you

a cold, dangerous glint in

to settle the

…

evening, and a muffled cascade was sounding in the elegantly

was drying his hair as

flickering. The curtains, too, rustled from being whipped by the wind.

awry, he put

had seated herself on

were folded. She looked seductive yet elegant. It was a very pleasant