The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Chapter 840

Chapter 840 Another Rumor

Charles carried her upstairs, his face stern.

Returning to the bedroom, Charles did not utter a word. He simply took a bath as usual and then lay down.

on the bed.

Sitting on the couch, Whitney glanced at him and hesitated for a moment before saying, “Tonight… I’ll sleep on the couch. Could you please help me get the blanket?”

Her leg was in such severe pain that she feared she might fall if she tried to fetch the blanket herself, which could potentially upset him.

Charles’ movements came to a halt. He walked straight to Whitney and picked her up, placing her on the

bed.

Whitney quickly got to her feet. “I-I haven’t taken a bath.”

She had absolutely no time to change out of these dirty clothes throughout the day. They probably still recked of blood.

“What a hassle.”

Charles’ blue eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of impatience crossing his face. Once again, he stood up and carried her to the bathroom.

After entering the bathroom, he stayed there. Nervously gulping, Whitney stuttered, “Um… I-I can wash myself.”

“All right. Go to bed after you’ve finished washing up.”

With these cold words, Charles finally walked out of the bathroom.

Only then did Whitney dare to undress, and it was then that she noticed the wound on her leg. Although It was wrapped in gauze, traces of blood still seeped through.

Luckily, the last time she tidied up, she placed a first aid kit in the bathroom for emergencies. She never thought it would actually come in handy now.

Ouch, it really hurts.

The gauze was sticking to the wound, so the only option was to dampen it with water while gently peeling it off.

The sound of running water in the bathroom masked Whitney’s painful gasps.

bit her lip hard, refusing to let

she lingered in the bathroom for a

hoped that by the time she exited

hour later, Whitney finally

door, she almost

Whitney was speechless.

waiting at the door

swiftly scooped her up in

lights and pulled her

was time for

tightly against his chest, listening to the sound

her waist; they were extremely close with each other.

from the person behind her, accompanied by a faint snoring

encounter in the parking lot,

her his wife, did

she dare to hope

the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

disappointments. Forget it. Don’t think about it

next morning, after breakfast, Whitney was limping, preparing to hail a cab to work.

it. Charles, you should have been bringing Whitney to work a long time ago. Now that she’s injured, you

“Yeah.”

the way to the company, the two of them traveled

felt a bit nervous.

from the company saw her getting out of Charles’ car, it would be inevitable that more gossip

the parking lot. I’ll just wait for him to

but Charles did not give

car straight to the front of the

rolled up the car window. Lowering her head, she asked

Whitney’s anxiety, Charles appeared nonchalant. With an air of composure, he said. “You shouldn’t

sense of dread.

was simply

unique plate number. It was probably unmatched in the entire

out of the car. Fearful of being recognized, Whitney kept her head down and hurriedly walked

to her, word of this scene

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