The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

So he was worried about that, huh?

Gwendolyn’s lips curved into a grin as she reached up to caress Cedrick’s face. “Are you jealous?”

“Mm. Just a little unhappy.”

A frown made its way onto his lips as he looked away. The expression on his face seemed to convey a sense of sadness, silently pleading for consolation.

Gwendolyn stifled her laughter. Standing on her tiptoes, she gave him a peck on his lips before comforting him, “Ceddy, you look so cute when you’re jealous! Be a good boy. I remember what you like, too. I’ll only focus on you in the future and forget about everyone else. Is that okay?”

Cedrick’s frown vanished as he stared at her. “You’d better keep your word.”

Gwendolyn hastily nodded. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him as they watched the plane that Charles was on depart Chanaea.

Meanwhile, inside the car parked outside the airport, Nico retrieved a packet of cigarettes from his pocket. As he listened to the sound of an airplane ascending into the sky, he placed a cigarette between his lips and ignited it, taking a deep inhale.

Gray smoke enveloped him, creating a tense aura. With a single glance, Nicole could tell he was in a rather foul mood.

“Nico, do you not want that Mr. Newton to leave?”

Nico took a long drag of his cigarette before saying, “I received a hundred and thirteen lashes from him when I was imprisoned in Erihal.”

I can’t quell the discomfort in my heart if I don’t get revenge for the beating he gave me.

Nicole grinned at the man’s words. “I heard that you assisted Mr. Jenson in punishing Mr. Newton many times. Surely, it’s not just a hundred and thirteen lashes, right?”

The cigarette between his lips moved as he uttered in a magnanimous tone, “You have a point. Now that I think about it, it seems like a win for me. I guess I’ll let him go then.”

Nicole cupped her hand over her lips and chuckled discreetly, thinking, Although ruthless in carrying out his orders, he’s soft at heart. He’s not the bad person that others make him out to be.

The smell of tobacco intensified in the car, causing her nose to feel a tad uncomfortable. Nico did not seem to realize it as he continued smoking.

Nicole pouted her lips, and her mood soured in that instant.

others at all. There’s a girl in his car, yet he doesn’t know to tamp down

across her eyes. She casually scooted toward the man and reached for the lit

at her in confusion before asking, “What

try it out, too.” Nicole’s tone was innocent as she imitated Nico, placing

I’ve already smoked that

stop the woman. Alas, the cigarette was already between her lips as she took in a deep puff, not minding the

smoke, took a puff of the cigarette, only to be

her discomfort. “You’re still young. You shouldn’t learn to smoke if you don’t know how. This isn’t something

learn and come to like whatever you like!” the young girl retorted,

had turned red from the coughing fit, and her bright, wide eyes stared at

his heart skip a beat as he glanced at her. He snatched the cigarette from her and extinguished it without hesitation. He then switched on the car’s heater and activated the external circulation to air out the

like smoking, and I won’t smoke anymore, so don’t

eyes, she then asked, “So when are you going to teach

You really want me

told you before. I want to be the sharpest tool in your arsenal. When you go out for missions in the future, I wish to accompany you and help you in

Nico was rendered speechless.

around when she first mentioned it, so he did not expect her to be serious about

However, if you’re genuinely interested in learning, I can teach you a couple of self-defense moves. I can

her how to shoot. “You’re so kind to me, Nico! I’m going to follow

she leaned across the armrest separating their seats, wrapped her arms around Nico’s neck, then planted a firm

beat, for this was the first time

the sensation of her soft touch against his skin remained. His ears turned bright red as he blinked rapidly in a mixture of

down before saying, “You… It’s not a good idea for you to keep following me. You’ll have to tell me

were around his neck, froze

welled in her eyes as she said, “Do

guardian. No matter what happens, I must return you to your parents,” the man uttered,

an adult and can choose the life I want to

at the sight of her tears. Alas, the girl

with me. Besides, you won’t even tell me your real name. Who

“I’m not purposefully hiding it from you at all. My real name is Summer Rongsler! I didn’t tell you this before because I