The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

How awkwardly did he have to fall to end up hitting the corner of his lips in the process?

Everyone present knew what had actually happened, but they tactfully kept silent as they lifted their utensils and dug in.

After the meal, Gwendolyn went to help Megan with the dishes.

As the men were going to discuss some matters, they grabbed a kerosene lamp and headed out.

The atmosphere was incredibly tense as they walked along the quiet village path.

The three of them walked in complete silence. It wasn’t until they could no longer see the house that Cedrick, who was leading the way, came to a stop.

He then turned around abruptly, his dark eyes shooting Charles a hostile glare.

Charles stuffed his hands in his pocket, calm and casual as ever.

The very sight of his face made Cedrick’s blood boil, and he called out grimly, “Nico.”

Nico instantly understood what Cedrick wanted without needing the latter to spell things out. He took two quick steps forward to grab Charles’ collar and clenched his fist, ready to punch Charles’ face.

Cedrick gave Nico a glance and reminded him, “Don’t hit me in the face. It’ll be too obvious.”

Nico’s fist halted midair and soon changed direction to hit Charles’ stomach.

He swung his fist several times, each time increasing in intensity.

Charles offered no defense or resistance. He remained silent, tightly furrowing his brows, enduring the immense pain inflicted upon him. Only when a metallic scent rushed up his throat did he finally turn his head to the side, coughing out a mouthful of blood.

Nico stopped and let go of his collar. Still not satisfied, he shoved the latter.

Charles stumbled back, leaning heavily against the tree behind him. With one hand pressed against the tree trunk for support, he coughed violently, trying to regain his breath.

Blood seeped out from the corner of his lips, and his face paled. He was in terrible pain.

The sight of Charles’ miserable expression lightened Cedrick’s mood. “I can’t believe you had the audacity to pretend to be Gwenny’s husband. If Gwenny believed you, you would’ve fled with her, right?”

Charles wiped the blood from his lips and licked his teeth. A flippant smile appeared on his face.

“No way, Mr. Jenson. I was just teasing Gwen. Who would’ve thought that even without her memories, she’d still be so sharp?”

Cedrick knitted his brows and gritted his teeth. “You’re asking for it.”

With that, Nico took another step forward and pinned Charles against the tree before punching him several times in the stomach again.

The pain was agonizing, and Charles coughed uncontrollably, but he clenched his jaw and didn’t make a sound.

Cedrick glanced at him coldly. “Why aren’t you dodging?”

“Two big shots of the Federal Bureau of Investigation are trying to hit me. Do you think I could dodge?”

of despair and charm, and even

to endure a harsh beating from Nico now rather than wait

for him, he smiled and asked, “Is this enough to

a sense

and slammed him hard against

it! I wish I could beat you up all night and tear your smug face apart. I’d like to see what you’re going to use

was still plastered on his face, and he seemed

somberly, “Do you know

and she said she found Gwendolyn in the field. Gwendolyn

did she get hurt? Was she in some kind of accident while escaping? Is that how she

frustrated at himself for not being

he still couldn’t be sure whether Gwendolyn had actually lost her memories based on her behavior earlier. I’m afraid I’d have to bring her to the hospital for a checkup. That’ll have

“We’re going back.”

him made no move to follow. He turned to glance at them, his

and said, “Cedrick, you should head back first. I’d like to talk to

too annoying, and I’m still not

limits. If you

Cedrick. Don’t

fifteen minutes later, Nico and Charles returned to the house one

up his sleeves as he walked

by the corner of his

blue eyes were slightly unfocused as well, and

accommodating Charles by offering him to spend the night in her room, which was further inside the house. As a

was holding

should correct his posture to a normal one, for Megan

do you look so battered

the night in the living room were on their phones, acting as though his condition had nothing

think I’m just feeling dizzy because of how cold it was

you catch a cold?” Megan asked in concern. “I have some medicine in the house.

fine. I’m quite strong, and I’ll

that so?” Megan gave him a once-over, her concern still apparent. “Are you really just dizzy? Why are you holding

It’s an old problem. Don’t worry; it’s nothing serious. I’ll be fine in

couldn’t help snickering before clicking his

are already giving out? My, that won’t do.

merely grunted in response and straightened

shut behind him, making the

she stood rooted by the door for a long while in

comforted her, “Just ignore him, Megan. He has a bad temper, and he won’t let anyone comment on his health

then. The two of you should rest earlier too. Feel free to tell me if you’re not comfortable

“Don’t worry, Megan. We can sleep

to my room now. You

shut the door to her room,

shabby condition, the soundproofing was

wall, and he could hear the conversation between Gwendolyn and Megan on the