Chapter 125 Just An Act

Sensing something amiss, he opened the door to take a look.

There was no one in front of the computer on the desk.

Gwendolyn?”

Maverick looked alert. He walked in to investigate and heard heavy breathing from under the desk.

He lifted the tablecloth abruptly and saw Gwendolyn curled up in the small space. Her face was abnormally flushed.

Crouching down, he lightly touched her neck to find her body was unbearably hot.

This is…

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of coffee on the table was half-drunk, and the sugar packet on the tray had been torn open. He recalled Frida’s unusual behavior when he visited her a few hours ago and instantly realized what was happening.

“Damn it!”

He lifted Gwendolyn from under the desk.

His cool body felt comfortable against her. An indescribable thought flashed through her drug-influenced mind for the first time.

She clung to his neck, driven by the scent of male hormones. It was as if they were compelling her to sin. Maverick carried her back to the bedroom, feeling her restless movements against his body. He loosened his grip, afraid of hurting her.

“Gwendolyn, hang in there a little longer. Everything will be all right soon.”

Upon hearing the familiar voice, she mustered her consciousness and lifted her gaze to take a look.

She swelled in anger when she realized it was Maverick. Suppressing the burning feeling in her chest, she raised her hand and slapped him across his face.

The slap wasn’t particularly hard as she was drugged, but it was enough to catch Maverick, who was about to head to the bathroom, off guard.

Gwendolyn struggled, slipping from his grasp, but her hand still grasped his shirt tightly.

The two suddenly lost their balance and fell to the ground.

Seeing that Gwendolyn was about to hit her head on the corner of the bed, Maverick wrapped his arms around her neck without a second thought and pulled her into his embrace, using his body to cushion the fall.

he hissed in

into the corner of the bed, right where his swollen, still-healing wound was. He broke into a cold

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harsh slap landed heavily on his face with a resounding

smack.

did so. She pressed her

at him, her eyes

I would lose control if you drugged me so you could get away with your

down. This

Slap!

strength and

her heart and threatened to burn

moment. Coupled with the pain in

face contorted in agony. He was just about to catch his breath when he noticed that Gwendolyn’s hand that was gripping his collar was trembling. A murderous intent rose in her

a fate

released him, struggling to stay conscious as she reached to activate the alarm by the bed. Suddenly. the heat from earlier surged in her chest again, causing her to curl up on the floor and shiver uncontrollably. A wicked voice inside her head taunted and urged her to throw herself at Maverick

Absolutely not!

against the frigid floor, hoping its icy temperature

to sit up, only to see her suffering silently on the floor.

time! She’s already suffering so much, yet she’s still unwilling to use me to

smiled wryly and walked over

me! I’ll kill you!”

a second, but he still decided to carry her. “All right. You

Her mind was hazy, and

filled the

body wouldn’t be able to withstand the temperature difference, he carefully lowered her into the water, gritting his teeth as he tried not to tremble. He was afraid of dropping her. It

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her collarbone that

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little, and her furrowed brows began to

away.

of the bathtub, keeping

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had falsely accused her of drugging him the night before their divorce and

wrongly accused. He didn’t expect

a

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