The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Half an hour later, Gwendolyn and Cedrick returned to the Harris residence at Mount Tranquil together.

Kieran and Treyton still had not arrived, while Sienna was pacing back and forth before the door as if she’d been waiting for them.

She hurried toward them the moment they stepped out of the car. “You’re finally here, Gwen.”

Gwendolyn noticed her swollen eyes and inquired calmly, “How’s Dad?”

Sienna shook her head. “Not good. The doctor says he’ll probably last around two days at most. But we’ll have to wait for Kieran’s diagnosis when he’s back.”

“Okay.”

They strode into the mansion.

The door to Marcus’ bedroom was open, and a man was sitting before his bed.

Gwendolyn had not seen Asher for around seven to eight days.

He looked completely different from before.

He’d lost a lot of weight, and his skin was dull. Moreover, the stubble on his face gave him a weathered look, making him seem to have aged a decade, although only several days had passed.

Gwendolyn had no idea, nor was she interested in knowing what he’d gone through.

“Could you please excuse us? I wish to talk to Dad and don’t want to see you here.”

Her voice was devoid of emotion, as if she were talking to a stranger.

Asher’s eyes were lowered as he departed the room in silence.

Despite his efforts to appear normal, Gwendolyn astutely observed a slight limp in his gait as he walked by her.

Is it his knee?

“Are you sure you’ve been obediently reading scriptures at the ancestral hall for the past few days?” She directed the question at Asher.

He froze and opened his mouth to speak up for himself.

Yet no sound came out from his lips as the words were trapped in his throat. As such, he left the room defeatedly without uttering a word.

and clarified discreetly, “Gwen, he lost his voice and hasn’t spoken for several days.

and refused to

her remote expression. “I’ll wait for Kieran and Treyton at the entrance while you keep

“All right.”

Marcus’ bed after Sienna was gone. She rested his wrinkled hand against

I would like some time to speak privately with Dad as

understandingly and excused himself, shutting

straight to look for

holding onto the banister while

had to put on an act without Gwendolyn around, and it was evident that each step was excruciating at the snail’s pace

hall’s tiles were cold and hard. Therefore, his knees were swelling with pain after kneeling on

day before and voiced the possibility of him being diagnosed with rheumatism in

the stairs and quietly observed Asher, noting how challenging it was for him just to get down a level, so much so that his entire

breath and was about to take another step down when

as atonement for

and met Cedrick’s

there any point in

sister’s temper, whom he’d cared

anything he said as a ploy to fish

gaze and released Cedrick’s hand to continue his journey down the

if she saw it with her own eyes. While Evelyn was the main culprit, you were the one who hurt Gwendolyn the most. What you owe her is a sincere apology. Unfortunately,

took it all in wordlessly and resumed his

his back and

from peeling fruits

went to the housekeeper to get it disinfected and covered it up with an

and Treyton arrived hastily, one after the other

beeline to Marcus’ room and

stood at the side

a nerve-wracking half an hour, Kieran

all seated on the

to her feet. “Kieran, how is

lowered his gaze and shook his head while solemnly delivering the result of his check-up. “There’s still a blood clot in his skull that hasn’t been removed from the last time he took a fall. It has now spread and is affecting his central nervous system. He will be brain-dead soon. Even if we insisted on operating on Dad, he wouldn’t survive due

was

drain from her and

to her side and wrapped her in

fell rapidly as she curled up in his arms. Her right hand clung tightly to the fabric of his

repress the sorrow she felt for