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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Ryan lowered his head in fear. “I… I thought Mr. Wright had fainted while doing housework, so I didn’t…”
The more he tried to explain, the worse it got.
Fearing that all the blame would be placed on him, Ryan quickly shut his mouth, backed out of the room, and closed
the door behind him.
As the door closed, the room fell into complete silence.
Gwendolyn glanced down at Maverick, who was wrapped in a blanket, and asked, “What do you want to say?”
Maverick held onto her wrist tightly and asked, “Have you been doing well these past few days while you were at
Treyton’s?”
Huh? Gwendolyn wondered why he was pretending to be weak and pitiful just to bring up such trivial
matters.
“Life has been quite pleasant without someone annoying me, and Mr. Harris has been gentle and considerate,” she
replied sarcastically.
Knowing she was mocking him, Maverick put on a serious face and asked tentatively, “I heard that the Shalders
family has very high standards for their descendants’ spouses. Do you think Treyton would go against his entire
family for you?”
Will Treyton marry me? Haha, what a huge joke.
Gwendolyn scoffed at the idea of Treyton marrying her and replied, “That’s my business, and you don’t have the
right to meddle in my affairs.”
Maverick noticed the sarcastic expression on her face, and a faint smile appeared on his thin lips.
“It seems he had no intention of letting the Harris family know about your existence. So, are you being secretly
supported and provided for by him?”
Gwendolyn laughed. “I doubt there’s a man in this world who could support and provide for me. If anything, I am
more likely to be the one supporting and providing for others.”
Although that statement was undeniably outrageously arrogant, it was surprisingly not out of place when spoken by
her.
Maverick narrowed his eyes slightly as he carefully pondered the profound implications behind her words.
If she truly possesses such resources, she must really be a member of the Harris family.
Could she be related to 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 members.
Although that was just his conjecture and had not been substantiated, deep down, Maverick selfishly hoped that it
was true.
Lost in thought, Maverick kept muttering sarcastic remarks that Gwendolyn found meaningless. She turned her
head, contemplating leaving once again.
However, since Maverick was holding her wrist, she couldn’t leave, and her irritation grew. “Maverick,
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what on earth are you trying to do?”
The man she had shouted at looked up at her with a piteous expression on his pale face and said, “Gwendolyn, my
back hurts so much. Can you blow on it for me?”
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Gwendolyn was taken aback by his request. How had she never noticed how annoying he could be before?
“What’s wrong with you? Did you get hit on the back, or on the head? Is your brain not working anymore? You need
to speak like a person.”
Maverick remained silent.
He was truly in pain and exhausted. He just wished for her comforting words.
Seeing that he stopped talking. Gwendolyn forcefully pried open his grip on her wrist, intending to leave.
Behind her, just as she was about to leave, Maverick said calmly, “I was away these past days because I went to the
mountain range on the border of Lightspring and Fairlake. I returned late because I was being pursued by a group
of people sent by Asher.”
Gwendolyn abruptly halted her steps, wondering if Asher had dispatched someone to kill Maverick.
At that time, Treyton had only told her about Maverick’s whereabouts and that he would not be able to return
anytime soon.
However, he had failed to mention that Asher was the reason why Maverick had stayed behind.
She suddenly recalled the day when Maverick returned and his reaction after she had injected him with the special
drug. So, the wound on his waist was inflicted by Asher’s people?
After pausing by the door for a moment, Gwendolyn responded with a smile. “Why are you suddenly. telling me all
this? Do you think I care about you?”
She opened the door and left the room as soon as she finished speaking.
Quinton was waiting outside the door, and when he saw her come out, he noticed the strange expression. on her
face.
“Ms. Shalders?”
She snapped out of her thoughts and glanced at the first-aid kit in Elven’s hand. “Go in and apply the medicine for
him,” she said.
“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”
Quinton bowed slightly and watched her leave the second floor before entering Maverick’s room.
Maverick was lost in thought.
Judging from Gwendolyn’s reaction earlier, it seemed that she was quite surprised by the matter concerning Asher,
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He let out a gentle sigh, feeling as if the stone in his heart had been lifted.
“Hey, Mr. Wright?” Quinton interrupted his thoughts with an annoyed expression. “Take off your shirt and lie down.
I’m about to apply the medicine!”
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Maverick picked up the first-aid kit and replied, “No, thanks. I can do it myself. You can go now.”
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“You’re injured on your back. How can you apply it yourself? If Ms. Shalders can touch you, then why
can’t I?”
Maverick showed no emotion and replied, “I’m not used to men touching me.”
What kind of strange habit is this?
Despite thinking that, Quinton said, “Well, you said it yourself. Don’t go complaining about me to Ms. Shalders later
on.”
Even though he said that, Quinton still felt uneasy as he left the room. He went to the third floor to report. the
matter to Gwendolyn first.
“Let him enjoy his suffering if he wants to. Don’t worry about it and just go about with your own business,”
Gwendolyn said loudly while standing by the window with the door open.
Downstairs, Maverick could hear everything clearly and furrowed his eyebrows tightly.
It seems that the beating I have taken was not worth it at all. Not only did I fail to gain even a hint of sympathy from
her, but I also received a bunch of sarcastic remarks about deserving it and being at
masochist.
I’m not seeing the rewards for my efforts!
He applied some anti-inflammatory cream to his back and went to sleep.
He woke up later than usual the next morning.
Having been beaten and having climbed the pipes yesterday, Maverick was truly exhausted.
When he woke up, Gwendolyn was no longer in the villa, and surprisingly, she didn’t give him a hard.
time.
Maverick still found it a bit peculiar, but he began to do the household chores as usual.
He was delighted ever since learning that Gwendolyn and Treyton might be related, and his mood was quite the
opposite of what it had been a few go.
He hoped that once Nico finished investigating, many of the mysteries surrounding Gwendolyn would be unraveled.
He prepared a delicious meal like he normally did that afternoon and waited for Gwendolyn to get off work.
Gwendolyn returned, but she was accompanied by two men he really disliked-Treyton and Sherman.