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

casually scooted toward the man and reached for the lit cigarette

stared at her in confusion

look handsome when you smoke, so I want to try it out, too.” Nicole’s

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 fact that

not know how to smoke, took a puff of the cigarette, only to be overwhelmed by the bitter taste of the smoke. She immediately began

Nico hurriedly patted her back to help alleviate her discomfort. “You’re still young. You shouldn’t learn to smoke if you don’t

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

from the coughing fit, and her bright, wide eyes stared at him intently with

from her and extinguished it without hesitation. He then switched on the

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

to conceal the happiness that sparkled in her eyes, she then asked, “So when are

want me to

in your arsenal. When

Nico was rendered speechless.

had thought Nicole was joking around when she first mentioned it, so he did not expect her to

lives. However, if you’re genuinely interested in learning,

she heard that the man would be teaching her how to shoot.

those words, she leaned across the armrest separating their seats, wrapped her arms

was the first time he had

remained. His ears turned bright red as he blinked rapidly

a good idea for you to keep following me. You’ll have to tell me your real name sooner or

his

disappointment. Tears welled in her eyes as

not your guardian. No matter what happens, I must

I’m an adult and can choose the life I want to live! I

of her tears. Alas, the girl did not

choose whether I want you to be with me. Besides, you won’t even

hint of suspicion in his tone. “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 hate my father, and I do not