Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick)
Chapter 116

Chapter 116 Your Apology Came Too Late

Gwendolyn was initially furious, but his witty response almost made her laugh in spite of herself.

His proud yet submissive expression, as if to convey, "I may have kneeled, but my resolve remains unyielding." made her snort. She scolded, "What are you waiting for? Apply the medicine now!" Maverick quickly opened the first-aid kit and began to apply medicine to the wound on her palm. carefully.

The cut wasn't too deep, but it stretched almost across the entire palm.

Her once fair and delicate hand now appeared somewhat menacing due to the long, deep wound etched across it.

Maverick was suddenly overcome with a pang of guilt, and his movements while applying the medicine. became gentler and more cautious.

Gwendolyn looked coldly at the man kneeling obediently at her feet and asked with curiosity, "Since you know that you can't possibly kill me, why did you still engage in such a foolish act?"

Maverick kept his head down, tightly pursing his lips without speaking.

Was it to aid Sheralyn in seeking revenge, or did you genuinely believe Dexter's words that I was responsible for the death of Old Mr. Wright?"

Maverick remained silent as he focused on applying the medicine for her.

Gwendolyn fixed her gaze on him, thoughtfully organizing her thoughts for once. "I couldn't have killed Old Mr. Wright. He was already battling cancer, so it was unnecessary for me to go to such lengths. You must be aware of this fact as well. So, was it all for Sheralyn's sake?"

The man responded to her question with silence once more.

Gwendolyn firmly hooked the man's chin with her uninjured left hand, forcing him to lift his head and meet her unwavering gaze.

"You should know my personality by now. Sheralyn might be happy that my hand got injured, but you'll have to pay the price. Is it worth it for you to do this?"

Maverick's eyes grew slightly red at that. "It's not worth it. That's why I deeply regret my actions."

Gwendolyn lowered her gaze to meet his, her sharp eyes keenly noting the traces of redness around his eyes. Well, he certainly looks sincere.

She wondered if Maverick was indeed feeling guilty because of her injured hand or if it was just part of his

act.

Her eyes darted around and met his swollen right cheek.

"Great, now the slaps on both sides of your face have created a perfect symmetry." She paused for a moment before continuing with a determined tone, "Do you remember not long ago when you cornered me in the ladies' room? I warned you then that one day you would find yourself kneeling before me and facing the consequences. Little did I know that day would arrive so soon."

A Maverick listened to her teasing tone, he felt a surge of annoyance. He forcefully pulled himself away

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from her and resumed applying the medicine with his head lowered.

Despite his irritation, his movements remained precise and gentle, ensuring that he didn't cause her any further discomfort. He skillfully wrapped the wound with a bandage.

Gwendolyn watched his skilled movements and tentatively asked. "As the precious son of the Wright family, you must have been pampered since childhood, right? If you ever got even the slightest burp or scrape, Frida would surely be heartbroken. How come you're so proficient in applying medicine and bandaging wounds?"

Maverick paused for a moment. He wore a natural expression as he began to explain. "When I was younger, I had a mischievous streak, and I often ended up getting hurt. Over time, I learned how to take care of my own injuries."

Gwendolyn knew he was just humoring her and hiding something, but she didn't bother to ask any further.

The room fell silent for a moment.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

After gently applying the medicine, Maverick tactfully remained kneeling, choosing not to get up,

Gwendolyn gave him a cold glance, her eyes narrowing as she looked at the bloodstains on the bed. "Tonight, you will wash the entire set of bedding by hand. Wash it in the backyard. You are not allowed to sleep until it is done."

"All right," Maverick replied, hardly hesitated.

His eyes lowered. He looked so obedient that Gwendolyn found it almost unbelievable.

However, her anger simmered within her as she thought about the audacity of his actions. How dare he sneaks into my room with a knife? This man is so good at hiding.

Every time Maverick acted obedient, Gwendolyn couldn't shake off the feeling that he was holding back some mischief.

She was very annoyed and was determined to slowly wear away all the dignity and pride of this man.

"There's no way I can sleep now!" With that, she walked toward the door.

Maverick quickly grabbed her wrist. "Where are you going?"

"I'm staying with Mr. Harris for a few nights." Her tone was indifferent.

"Don't go!" he blurted out subconsciously.

After receiving Gwendolyn's angry glare, Maverick quickly softened his tone as he said, "I mean, it's qu late, and it might not be appropriate for you to disturb him at this hour. It's better to go to him at a me suitable time and in a more appropriate setting."

He hated Treyton, and Treyton hated him as well.

Perhaps his action

emmed from his inherent possessiveness as a man. Although he knew he had no to stop her, he felt a pang of jealousy and couldn't accept the idea of Gwendolyn seeking out Treyton. Chapter 116 Your Apology Came Too Late

"Let go"

As Gwendolyn took a determined step forward, Maverick matched her movement, his knees pressing tra the floor, and he tightened his grip on her wrist.

"Don't go! I'm sorry I shouldn't have hurt you. It won't happen again. Don't go to Treyton.

Gwendolyn cast a curious glance back at him.

She had known him for so many years, and this was the first time she had heard him apologize.

He had failed to apologize upon discovering that Natasha had falsely accused her of drugging her.

Even after realizing that he owed her a debt for three years, he didn't offer an apology.

Furthermore, even after hurting her with a knife, he only expressed regret without extending a formal apology. Only now you think of apologizing. Haha!

"Your apology came too late. I don't accept it. Get lost!" she roared in anger and shook off his hand.

Maverick's physical condition was not as good as before, and she easily flipped him onto the ground

Gwendolyn didn't spare him another glance. She turned around and left the villa without looking back.

Maverick didn't chase after her.

He sat on the ground, lost in thought for a moment,

Only when the sound of a car engine starting reached his ears did he rise and make his way to the window to look outside.

A few bodyguards followed Gwendolyn and got into the car.

Two minutes later, the peaceful night was shattered by the roaring engines of two cars.

After Gwendolyn departed, an eerie silence enveloped the entire villa.

Maverick quickly snapped out of his slightly jealous mood and looked around Gwendolyn's room.

She left, taking all her bodyguards with her. Could there be any clues in her room that could verify her true identity?

Since it was uncertain if Gwendolyn would return halfway through her journey, Maverick understood that now was the best moment to conduct a search and look for any potential clues in her room. Maverick stared intently out the window, his eyes filled with a mix of emotions.

Right then, two hundred meters ahead of Bay Villa, as the two cars approached an intersection, they came

to a halt.

Gwendolyn sat in silence in the car, waiting patiently.

The surroundings were incredibly tranquil, so quiet that one could hear their own heartbeat,

Chapter 116 Your Apology Came Too Late

Gwendolyn fixed her gaze straight ahead. Her face was devoid of any expression as she was lost in her own thoughts.

About half an hour went by.

She called the bodyguard who was hiding and observing from a concealed spot in the villa.

"Did he touch anything in my room after 1 left?"

The bodyguard responded, "He replaced your bedding with a fresh set of sheets and a duvet cover. He took the soiled ones to the backyard for washing, but he hasn't completed the task yet. It appears that he's struggling to wring out the heavy, wet duvet cover."

"Besides changing the duvet cover, did he touch anything else in the room?"

The bodyguard thought for a moment before replying, "No. When you left, he just stood by the window and stared out for a while."

Gwendolyn pursed her lips, deep in thought.

She wondered why he didn't take the chance of her leaving the villa to make his move.

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