Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 121 Speak Like A Person

So, if Treyton laid his hand on me, then I deserved it?

Is Treyton really that important to her?

Maverick was very annoyed.

If he could, he would love to throw Treyton in a sack and into the sea to feed the sharks.

Gwendolyn could sense the sudden resentment emanating from the person lying in bed with his back turned. The corner of her mouth curved into a slight smile.

However, she couldn’t ignore the glaring wound on his back.

“Quinton, apply some ointment on him.”

Quinton had a baffled expression on his face. “Huh? Me?”

Gwendolyn glanced at him and said, “Do you expect me to do it myself?”

“All right…”

Quinton looked unhappy.

This unscrupulous person just tried to harm Treyton. Can I poison him?

Although he was very unwilling in his heart, he had no choice but to reluctantly fetch the first-aid kit since Gwendolyn was watching him closely.

Having made the arrangements, Gwendolyn turned to leave, but her wrist was unexpectedly gripped by a pair of broad, strong hands from behind.

“Gwendolyn, chat with me for a while…”

Maverick had shifted his position and was now lying with his head down. His voice sounded muffled under the blanket, and his long, quivering eyelashes, together with his pale complexion, gave him a rather frail appearance.

Gwendolyn gave him a cold glance. “My time is precious. I don’t have time to accompany you to chat. Let

go.”

She deliberately emphasized the word “accompany” to subtly remind him of his current status.

Maverick didn’t move, nor did he let go.

“Gwendolyn. I spent six hours alone this afternoon, and it was excruciating. Lying on the cold marble tiles in the living room made my entire body stiff. I’ve already accepted my punishment. Can’t we just chat for a little while?”

His voice was soft, like a feather gently brushing past, or more like a wounded little creature seeking solace.

Lying on the living room floor alone for six hours?

Gwendolyn furrowed her brows. Her gaze shifted toward Ryan who was standing nearby.

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thought Mr. Wright had fainted while doing housework,

explain, the worse it got.

the blame would be placed on him, Ryan quickly shut his mouth, backed out of the room, and closed

the door closed, the room fell into

in a blanket, and asked, “What do you

asked, “Have you been doing well these past

be weak

matters.

Mr. Harris has been

has very high standards for their descendants’ spouses. Do you think Treyton would go against his

Treyton marry me? Haha, what

of Treyton marrying her and replied, “That’s my business, and you don’t have the right to meddle in my

sarcastic expression on her face, and a

he had no intention of letting the Harris family know about your existence. So, are you being secretly supported and provided for by

this world who could support and provide for me. If anything, I am

was surprisingly

slightly as he carefully pondered

she truly possesses such resources, she must really be a member of

Treyton by blood? They can’t possibly be lovers then, and all of their intimate behavior before must have just been merely those between family

not been substantiated, deep down, Maverick selfishly

sarcastic remarks that Gwendolyn found meaningless. She turned her head, contemplating

was holding her wrist, she couldn’t

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expression on his pale face and said, “Gwendolyn, my

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she never noticed how annoying he could be before?

on the back, or on the head? Is your brain not working anymore? You need to

Maverick remained silent.

truly in pain and exhausted. He just wished for her

that he stopped talking. Gwendolyn forcefully pried open his grip on her wrist, intending

mountain range on the border of Lightspring and Fairlake. I returned late because I

if Asher

and that he would not be able to

mention that Asher was

after she had injected him with the special drug. So, the wound on his waist was

moment, Gwendolyn responded with a smile. “Why are you suddenly. telling me all

opened the door and left the room as

waiting outside the door, and when he saw her come out,

“Ms. Shalders?”

her thoughts and glanced at the first-aid kit in Elven’s

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”