The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Elven could not come up with an answer, and Gwendolyn said nothing more. “Forget it. Let’s go and see what’s

wrong with him.”

She casually tidied up her table and drove to the hospital.

In the hospital room.

A certain someone had wrapped themselves up like a burrito, burying their head deep into the blanket.

The nurse sighed as she looked at him, “Mr. Wright, you still have a fever. Wrapping yourself in a blanket will make it

hard for you to breathe, and… Please just let me give you an IV drip!”

No matter how the medical staff and Ryan persuaded him, the bundle on the bed stubbornly refused to respond.

Gwendolyn immediately saw this peculiar scene after entering and let out a mocking laugh.

“Oh, my. I’m afraid tomorrow’s news will be about the former CEO of Wright Construction Group committing suicide

due to refusing an IV drip.”

Upon seeing her arrival, Ryan respectfully greeted her, “Ms. Shalders.”

Gwendolyn gave a slight nod in response and walked over to Maverick’s bedside.

Before she could say anything more, the “burrito” suddenly reached out and firmly grabbed her wrist.

Maverick poked his head out from under the blanket. Due to his fever, his dark eyes were misty and lacked their

usual domineering coldness. Instead, he appeared somewhat vulnerable and pitiful.

He gazed at Gwendolyn’s face intently, making sure he had not grabbed the wrong person.

From now on, he would never mistake her for another person again.

“Gwendolyn, you’re finally here. I didn’t see you when I woke up. I missed you.”

His voice was a little nasally because of the fever, sounding somewhat soft and even carrying a hint of a coy tone.

The medical staff present and Ryan were both puzzled.

“Is this the same man who had a fierce and menacing expression on his face ten minutes ago, as if he wanted to

devour someone? Didn’t his attitude change too quickly?

”

His words sent a chill down Gwendolyn’s spine. “Did the fever fry your brain? You can’t use it anymore after it’s

broken, so you should throw it away.”

Maverick was speechless.

The emotions he had prepared mentally were now completely gone.

“Gwendolyn, I’d like to chat with you in private for a moment.”

Gwendolyn pondered briefly and did not refuse. Turning to look at the nurse, she said to Maverick, “First, allow the

nurse to administer the IV drip, or we have nothing to discuss.”

Maverick said in a deep, nasally voice, “Fine.”

The nurse immediately stepped forward, only to see him tightly gripping Gwendolyn’s wrist, making it impossible for

the nurse to put in the needle.

Gwendolyn also noticed this and frowned. “Let go. How will you receive the IV drip like this?”

Maverick did not say a word. He decisively pulled out his other hand from under the blanket while clutching

Gwendolyn’s wrist with his right.

When he was being tormented by the drug in the basement, he felt mentally disoriented.

As the basement door opened and light poured in, his only thought was to grasp the figure he had once lost. Yet, no

matter how hard he tried, the seemingly close distance appeared forever out of reach.

That feeling was even more despairing than suffering through the sleeping drug.

Now that he was fully awake, he had finally managed to catch her again, and he would absolutely never let go.

Deep in thought, he suddenly felt a force trying to push his hand away vigorously.

It was Gwendolyn.

After the nurse administered the IV drip, Gwendolyn asked everyone to leave the room.

She furrowed her brows as she saw her skin turning purple from Maverick’s tight grip. “You’re hurting me. I won’t

leave until I finish talking to you, but I’ll leave immediately if you keep holding on like this.”

Maverick hesitated for a moment but eventually admitted defeat and withdrew his hand under her cold gaze.

Gwendolyn sat on the chair next to the sickbed, getting straight to the point with a calm tone, “Maverick, you’re

clearly a proud person, but I don’t understand you. Why did you agree to sign the agreement so easily back then?

Was it really to pay off your debt? Was it worth putting yourself in such a humiliating and miserable situation?”

Maverick looked up and locked eyes with her.

“You once loved me so deeply, giving me your whole heart and soul, but I didn’t cherish it. Now, I’ve finally realized

my own feelings and walked the path you once took. Only then did I understand how much pain you must have felt

back then.”

He paused, his dark eyes filled with sincerity. “Gwendolyn, I know I’ve been thoughtless with my words in the past

and have said many hurtful things to you. From now on, you can scold me and vent your anger on me every day. I

won’t talk back. Whatever I owe you, even if it’s just a single sentence, I’ll make it up to you! Can you give me one

last chance, please?”

I can scold him every day? Is there something wrong with his head? Does he like looking for trouble?

Gwendolyn’s face was cold as she spoke her mind for the first time. “Ever since the divorce, I thought we would just

be strangers to each other, but your mother, your sister, and your beloved fiancée wouldn’t leave me alone. You

even sent Noah to kill me for Natasha’s sake. Why should I give you or the Wright family a chance?”

Maverick’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. “Wait, what did you just say?”

Moverick did not soy o word. He decisively pulled out his other hond from under the blonket while clutching

Gwendolyn’s wrist with his right.

When he wos being tormented by the drug in the bosement, he felt mentolly disoriented.

As the bosement door opened ond light poured in, his only thought wos to grosp the figure he hod once lost. Yet, no

motter how hord he tried, the seemingly close distonce oppeored forever out of reoch.

Thot feeling wos even more despoiring thon suffering through the sleeping drug.

Now thot he wos fully owoke, he hod finolly monoged to cotch her ogoin, ond he would obsolutely never let go.

Deep in thought, he suddenly felt o force trying to push his hond owoy vigorously.

It wos Gwendolyn.

After the nurse odministered the IV drip, Gwendolyn osked everyone to leove the room.

She furrowed her brows os she sow her skin turning purple from Moverick’s tight grip. “You’re hurting me. I won’t

leove until I finish tolking to you, but I’ll leove immediotely if you keep holding on like this.”

Moverick hesitoted for o moment but eventuolly odmitted defeot ond withdrew his hond under her cold goze.

Gwendolyn sot on the choir next to the sickbed, getting stroight to the point with o colm tone, “Moverick, you’re

cleorly o proud person, but I don’t understond you. Why did you ogree to sign the ogreement so eosily bock then?

Wos it reolly to poy off your debt? Wos it worth putting yourself in such o humilioting ond miseroble situotion?”

Moverick looked up ond locked eyes with her.

“You once loved me so deeply, giving me your whole heort ond soul, but I didn’t cherish it. Now, I’ve finolly reolized

my own feelings ond wolked the poth you once took. Only then did I understond how much poin you must hove felt

bock then.”

He poused, his dork eyes filled with sincerity. “Gwendolyn, I know I’ve been thoughtless with my words in the post

ond hove soid mony hurtful things to you. From now on, you con scold me ond vent your onger on me every doy. I

won’t tolk bock. Whotever I owe you, even if it’s just o single sentence, I’ll moke it up to you! Con you give me one

lost chonce, pleose?”

I con scold him every doy? Is there something wrong with his heod? Does he like looking for trouble?

Gwendolyn’s foce wos cold os she spoke her mind for the first time. “Ever since the divorce, I thought we would just

be strongers to eoch other, but your mother, your sister, ond your beloved fioncée wouldn’t leove me olone. You

even sent Nooh to kill me for Notosho’s soke. Why should I give you or the Wright fomily o chonce?”

Moverick’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. “Woit, whot did you just soy?”

Send Noah to kill her? When did that happen?

Gwendolyn did not pay attention to his question and continued speaking.

“In my eyes, you are just my housekeeper right now. Once this one-year agreement is up, I will let you go forever.

We will owe each other nothing and go our separate ways.”

Will we be even?

Maverick’s eyes lit up with joy. “You mean, as long as I pay off this year’s debt, we can put our past behind us, and

I’ll have a chance to start over with you?”

Gwendolyn sneered coldly.

“I really don’t know why you always act like you’re madly in love with me now. You lost your chance the morning we

got our divorce certificate. Don’t you find it ridiculous to act all affectionate and lovey-dovey in front of me now?”

Having said that, she stood up and turned to leave.

“Don’t go!”

Maverick lunged over to grab her wrist again. Due to his weak body and the inertia of his movement, he easily

pulled her down to the ground.

There was the painful sound of a knee hitting the ground with a thud.

Maverick’s face contorted in pain, and he was unable to speak. It took him a few seconds to regain his composure

and lift his head again.

“Back then, I was blind for not recognizing you as the girl who saved me on Saffron Street, even after you stayed at

the Wright residence for three years and married me for another three. I admit my mistake, and I repent. I

understand if you don’t forgive me, but I swear I never asked Noah to kill you!”

Gwendolyn scoffed. He had been constantly putting on an act in front of her lately. This time, his show was the

longest yet most fake.

“Saving you was just a simple act of kindness. I didn’t think much of it. Besides, if I had known that the boy in the

car would grow up to be you, I might have even added another blow. You don’t need to dwell on this false sense of

gratitude.”

After speaking, she ruthlessly pried Maverick’s hand off without hesitation.

Before leaving, she left him with a final threat. “Behave and stay in the hospital to recover. If you try to refuse the

IV or medication again, you’ll have to face the consequences yourself!”

As soon as Gwendolyn left, a man dressed as a doctor entered the ward.

Seeing Maverick sitting on the ground with the IV needle having slipped out, the man hurried over to help him.

“Boss, it’s me!”

The man removed his mask, revealing himself to be Nico.

Maverick’s expression turned freezing cold when he saw Nico and a bone-chilling malicious aura exploded from

him. “Investigate Noah! Even if he’s in prison, I want him strung up and beaten to death!”