The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Everyone directed their gazes at Asher, who had voiced his opposition to the marriage.

He uttered solemnly, “Cedrick, don’t think we will marry her off easily just because you got her pregnant. Even if she never gets married and gives birth to these two children, the Harris family will support them for a lifetime.”

Marcus’ face darkened as he shouted, “Enough!” “Dad, although you are the ultimate decision-maker, I have to remind you that ever since Mom passed away, I have been the one rearing Kiddo like a mother. Regarding her marriage, I hope you can discuss it with me.”

In that aspect, only Asher was capable of controlling Gwendolyn.

Marcus did not agree with him, but he did not directly refuse either. “Let’s eat first. After dinner, you can all have a proper discussion,” was all he said in the end.

“All right,” Asher replied.

The sound of cutleries clanking against each other resumed as they began eating New Year’s Eve dinner in silence.

After the meal, Lorelai took Marcus upstairs to watch the countdown celebration, leaving Asher, Sienna, Kieran, Treyton, Cedrick, and Gwendolyn in the living room.

Gwendolyn knew Asher was still angry, so she dared not sit down and stood obediently on the side. Cedrick also did not take a seat, standing with her.

Asher sat in the middle of the couch, maintaining an upright posture. A terrifying aura enveloped him.

Sienna sat beside him while Treyton and Kieran sat on separate couches on either side.

There was a chilling atmosphere in the air, reminiscent of a trial in a courtroom.

Gwendolyn anxiously lowered her head, feeling suffocated under the tension. Cedrick clutched her sweaty palm to give her a sense of security while urging her to relax.

A few more minutes passed, and Asher began to speak sinisterly. “Gwendolyn, well done! You have decided to give me a huge surprise during the holidays. Do you want me to break your arm or leg? Choose one for yourself.”

Alarmed by the threat, Gwendolyn felt her heart skip a beat. Before she could speak, however, Treyton stood up for her. “Asher, we must be careful with her for the first few months. No hitting is allowed. Plus, she’s carrying twins!”

Kieran chimed in, “Cedrick should take full responsibility. Break his legs first before anything else.”

Sienna nodded in agreement.

not immediately pass judgment on him. Instead, he looked at

up on New Year’s Eve. You thought I

bit her lip and

disrupting the solemn atmosphere. “Asher, she’s

retorted, “I know! If you interrupt again, I’ll deal with

his mouth

him. “The two of you didn’t show much of a reaction at the dining table earlier, so you already knew about it beforehand, it seems? To think I was the only one kept in the dark. Gwendolyn, how do you want to

Treyton, who was seated on the adjacent couch,

a silent reminder that their sister was pregnant

triumphant yet provocative gesture successfully ignited another

his anger was directed

down his hand, Asher fiercely kicked him and yelled, “It’s been a long time since you’ve been hit. Is that why you’re itching for

“Ouch!”

let out a soft hiss, painfully rubbing his knee that was kicked. Beads of cold sweat even started

said, “Kiddo, I endured the first wave of Marcus’ anger for you. I have

me! But please don’t say anything anymore. I’m afraid

that, Treyton lapsed into

spine as he discreetly receded

Cedrick and

could not help but

only challenge, but as it stands, I have to convince all three of them. Considering how wicked my brothers can be,

forward and declared calmly, “I’m willing to accept any punishment from the three of you, including the punishment meant for Gwenny. I’ll take

of them is much more

eyebrow and snorted coldly. “All right, you agreed to this. If you can pass the test, I’ll agree to

of his lips into a smile as he met Asher’s gaze. “It’s a

now I have no say in the matter? Couldn’t they at least

of the four men in the living room were laden with an air of threat and

It’s a festive occasion, so let’s do it today! If you can walk back to the Jenson residence tonight without

remained plastered on Cedrick’s composed

right? Please take it easy!