Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 208 Dealing With The Wright Family

Treyton began crying at the sight of her tears, and he pulled her closer to his chest.

“Calm down, Kiddo. This isn’t your fault. Don’t blame yourself for everything. You never knew what was happening. If you keep tormenting yourself in this way, you’re going to be overwhelmed.”

Even though he said that, Gwendolyn merely grabbed his sleeve as the thoughts of the nightmare she had had before the day of the incident flashed past her mind.

In her dream, Maverick was covered in blood as he kneeled in the fire in devastation.

She could not register any of Treyton’s words as tears flowed uncontrollably.

“Treyton, I had always thought that he was trying to kill me, so I was fine with hating and tormenting him. I wouldn’t listen to any explanations he tried to give me. The pain he dealt me in the past was isolation and mockery, but all the pain I gave him was physical. This is my fault. I killed him. It was me…”

Treyton cupped her tear-streaked face and whispered gently in her ear, again and again, “No, it isn’t, Kiddo. You haven’t done anything wrong. You didn’t kill him. This was his choice. He’s gone, but you’re still alive, so don’t hurt yourself in this way anymore.”

“But, Treyton…”

At that, Gwendolyn buried herself in Treyton’s arms and sobbed.

“I wanted to numb myself, so I drank so much to try to forget these things. I tried to get my rationality back, but I can’t do it. The more I drink, the soberer I become. The image of him bleeding is just seared into my mind. Treyton, I… I…”

Suddenly, her breathing quickened, and her world dimmed. She passed out.

“Kiddo!”

Frightened, Treyton hastily told Elven to look for a doctor before taking her out of the bathroom to a room on the third floor.

As they were all men, they could not change Gwendolyn and clean her up. Hence, Treyton asked Elven to bring Flora to Bay Villa.

A whole group of people then took care of Gwendolyn, who was unconscious from her high fever.

When the doctor came, he gave her a shot. However, Gwendolyn was too weak. She had been drinking alcohol without eating for three days straight, almost ruining her liver. It was only after two days of IV therapy did some of the blood returned to her cheeks.

busied away for two days and nights before the woman on the

to split apart, but the first word that came out of her mouth upon waking was still

“Maverick…”

but Treyton

soup that Flora made for Gwendolyn. “Kiddo, forget about him. I’m sure you’ll meet another man who’s better

shot him a startled look and tried to retaliate, only to realize

were realistic. How many would be

was no way she would ever get another man who loved

as though someone was wringing her heart like a towel. Gwendolyn clenched her chest and scrunched up her face, beads of cold sweat gathering

it. He gently persuaded, “You’re still young, and life gets better. Don’t think of miserable times like these anymore, okay? Look at how terribly you’ve treated yourself after his funeral.

and looked out of the window

Have some soup. Flora made this, and it’s the

spoon

Gwendolyn kept her lips

Treyton sighed

you want to repay him for what he has done for you, then you should be letting yourself recover as quickly as you can. He’s gone, and the Wright family only has two women supporting it. Although the Wright family’s assets are now all with you,

hint of light finally entered Gwendolyn’s

he added, “If you recover quickly, you’ll be able to

and began mulling

coaxed, “So let’s have some soup, okay? We can only

time, Gwendolyn

of Maverick’s family left in the world. She would have to

so she

needed was

resting and contemplating the matter. Her physical state improved, and so did

she was lying on the bed having oatmeal,

Harris, were you

her oatmeal. “How are things on

position as the director of the Central Intelligence Agency. After