Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 205 Frida Had Changed

It was raining heavily, and the bodyguard held an umbrella over Frida.

She walked to the side alone to examine the letter.

No one witnessed the expression of shock on her face.

She tightly clutched the letter, her eyes filled with complex emotions. After a few minutes of internal conflict, she stowed away the envelope and returned to Maverick’s grave.

“Mom, what did Maverick say?”

Frida’s face bore a look of devastation as she completely disregarded Sheralyn, seemingly oblivious to her question.

“Mom, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me! What did Maverick write in the letter?”

Sheralyn attempted to grab the envelope from Frida’s hand, but the latter skillfully evaded her. Sheralyn thought it was odd and went to snatch the letter again.

In a moment of desperation, Frida tore and crumpled the letter she had opened before swiftly stuffing it into her mouth and swallowing it.

“Mom, what are you doing!”

“Mrs. Wright!”

Everyone was stunned by her action.

Instead of giving everyone an explanation, Frida rushed into the rain and hugged the cold tombstone of Maverick. She wailed, “Maverick! My son, you were still so young. How could you leave me and your sister behind…”

She howled until her voice was hoarse, and the grief etched on her face touched everyone present, causing their eyes to unconsciously turn red.

Coming from a prestigious family, Frida had always maintained an air of nobility. It was the first time she had publicly lost control, embracing the tombstone while crying uncontrollably. Surprisingly, no one deemed her behavior inappropriate.

Even her act of swallowing the entire letter moments ago was understandable. A mother had lost her beloved son, after all. Moreover, Maverick was the most promising child of the Wright family.

Frida’s heart was irreparably shattered.

Gwendolyn watched from a distance, her eyes red but devoid of tears, and her expression remained stoic.

Unnoticed by anyone, her fingertips, concealed beneath Treyton’s suit jacket, dug deeply into her palms. It was as if her heart had grown so numb that she could no longer feel pain.

In the cemetery, Frida was on the verge of collapsing from her incessant tears. Fortunately, with Sheralyn’s support and persuasive words, her emotional outbursts gradually subsided.

end. The business partners, relatives, and friends departed one after the other, each in a somber

untimely demise of a young

individuals sympathized with the two remaining women in the Wright family, recognizing that their lives would be

had left, Sheralyn escorted Frida out

In an instant, intense anger surged within her. “It’s all because of you! You’re the cause of my brother’s demise! If it weren’t for you, why

back but

sister getting bullied and said with a cold face, “Mind your words! She knew

“Knew nothing about it?”

locked her gaze on Gwendolyn. “So she thinks she can absolve herself by feigning ignorance? My brother sacrificed

Sheralyn before the latter could curse out more

mother in disbelief. “Mom! She’s the one who got Maverick killed! What’s wrong with scolding her? Don’t you hate her too?

kept her head down and didn’t refute

still staining her face, Frida approached Gwendolyn

taken aback. “Mom, do you realize what you’re doing? You’re actually bowing your head

said in a heavy tone, “I apologize to you for what my daughter said. She is overwhelmed with grief and speaks without thinking. I hope you can forgive

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

mean to me. Why is she acting

his death.

smile. “Mr. Harris is right. If Maverick made such a choice, it means he must have loved you

heart to ache, and she

her palm, trying to stop the tears from

and handed it to Gwendolyn. “He requested for you to have this in private. Don’t

took it

aside for now. Find a seat and take your time to read it when

each other for

carefully kept the letter inside her bag. After all the relatives and friends who had come to pay their respects had

small photo adorned the

the raindrops that fell heavily

the familiar yet aloof countenance with just a single

It was Maverick.

phone and villa for a photo of him but to no avail. It suddenly dawned on her that she would only be able to behold his image on the tombstone

wiped the water droplets off the photo, her movements gentle and patient, repeating

the only man she had ever truly loved. From now on, she would

back her tears as she tirelessly wiped off