The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Charles took off his disposable gloves and observed his injured hand in the corridor.

He was about to go downstairs when he bumped into Gwendolyn coming back from the restroom at the corner.

Gwendolyn had just finished a video conference. She washed and sanitized her hands to prevent bringing bacteria from the computer mouse to Benedict before returning to the ward.

When she faced Charles, she immediately noticed the bloodstains on his hand. By the time Charles tried to hide his hand behind his back, it was already too late.

“You’re injured?” she asked.

Charles smiled casually and replied, “It’s nothing. I slipped and fell on my way here.”

Observant as always, Gwendolyn sensed something unusual about him. “Even if you really slipped, you wouldn’t have gotten such an injury given your skills. Don’t tell me that your hand happened to hit a nail on the ground as you fell.”

Charles chuckled. “You know me well, Gwen.”

“The laboratory has top-notch security measures and cleanliness. How is a sharp object like a nail going to end up on the floor? Don’t try to deceive me. What really happened?” Gwendolyn asked.

Charles shrugged indifferently. “It seems impossible to hide anything from you, Gwen.”

A few minutes later, when the door to the ward was slowly opened, Benedict, who was devouring a piece of durian, quickly threw the remaining of it into the trash and hastily wiped the corners of his mouth.

Gwendolyn entered the ward.

Although Benedict’s actions were swift, he still couldn’t escape Gwendolyn’s eyes.

“Is your meeting finished, Mommy? Actually, there’s no need for you to rush back here. I know your work is important. I’m already used to receiving the drip alone. I can handle it myself,” Benedict said.

Gwendolyn said nothing as she calmly walked to his bedside.

Her gaze inadvertently fell on the corner of his mouth, where there were still traces of durian flesh. The room was filled with the pungent smell of durian.

Benny clearly loves eating durian. Why did he throw away the remaining piece as soon as he saw me coming in?

Gwendolyn silently took a tissue from the bedside table and gently wiped the corners of Benedict’s mouth.

his face showing no signs

increasingly serious as a thought flashed across her mind. “Did you cause the injury

Charles quickly

you that it was all voluntary on his part, that he agreed to fulfill my three demands? I didn’t force him,” Benedict

the corridor, and I asked him. He insisted that he accidentally injured himself, and it had nothing to

you the best. If you want

Benedict remained silent.

to strike back. Maybe I’ve thought too poorly

considerate, being so

I’m a naughty child who caused severe injuries to Charles’ hand? Are you going to

“Yes…” Gwendolyn sighed again.

I can’t make any new friends. I have to receive daily drips and endure the pain. All I want is to make things difficult for

cried, had a faint

kept his eyes wide open because

when she

said anything yet, but he had already

and patted his back patiently to comfort him, she said, “I wasn’t going to reprimand

by her response, Benedict looked

not angry at

tip of his nose gently. “What’s there to be angry about? Charles caused your hospitalization, so you made

retaliatory behavior to Benedict under normal circumstances, but now that he had already done it, she had no reason

“I thought you were going to scold

of you as a bad child. Benny, at the age of five, you can

unconditionally, you can’t go too far as to cause harm to someone’s life or hurt someone just because

it didn’t mean that she

with me, I won’t offend anyone. I won’t actively cause trouble, but I’m also not afraid of it when it

Mommy. I understand. But Mommy… why is your

had been holding her

barely hold

room… is so, so