Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

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, so it didn’t seem to have anything to do with her.

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.