Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 122

Chapter 122 A Helping Hand 

What are they here for? 

Maverick froze in place, glowering at the duo behind Gwendolyn. 

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At that moment, Sherman’s visage mirrored that of Maverick’s. The former could barely conceal the animosity and hatred in his eyes. 

Treyton, too, regarded Maverick with an unkind countenance. 

It was as though they were having a staredown with one another. Neither of them had the slightest intention of averting their gazes. 

Gwendolyn sensed the hostility in the air and could not help but roll her eyes. Must these men be this childish? 

If looks could kill, they would have already murdered one another hundreds of times. 

She let out a sigh and thought for a moment before directing her line of sight at Maverick. “You don’t need to cook today, and there’s not much you can help with here. The leaves in the garden have been falling like crazy lately, so why don’t you go sweep them?” 

Me? Go outside to sweep the fallen leaves and leave her chitchatting with these two? I could let it go if it was only Treyton, but on what grounds does Sherman get to stay? 

Maverick’s face darkened. He refused to move a muscle. 

Gwendolyn walked away to fetch a bottle of fine red wine from the liquor cabinet, but when she turned around, she found Maverick still standing in the same spot. She urged him, “Hurry up! If you can’t walk, I’ll summon Ryan and let him push you there.” 

It looks like I really have to go. 

Maverick’s mien was as grim as death. On his way out, he slammed the door with all his might, seemingly venting his dissatisfaction. 

Pointing at the door, Treyton turned to Gwendolyn and complained. “Just look at him! He has such a bad temper! The cheek of him to throw a tantrum in front of you. He really deserves a beating” 

Gwendolyn, in turn, pursed her lips and smiled. “Ignore him. Sooner or later, I’ll make sure he learns how to behave.” 

Treyton did not react to that remark. Sherman, however, had displeasure written all over his face. “He’s full of pride, Gwendolyn. Even a ferocious wild beast will back off when it’s injured, but once it seizes an opening, it’ll bite back. Look at how he hurt you this time! Isn’t it obvious that he premeditated all this? It’d be too late if you failed to teach him a lesson and wound up hurting yourself instead.” 

Treyton nodded in agreement as well. 

As Gwendolyn opened the refrigerator to look for ingredients, she laughed and said, “Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.” 

In the garden, Maverick’s mind wandered as he swept the ground. Curiosity got the better of him when he pondered how Gwendolyn would interact with other men. 

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He slowly paced toward the edge of the window and peeked through the glass, only to find an extremely harmonious scene at the dining table. Gwendolyn was all smiles, appearing to be happy from the bottom of her heart. 

He remembered she had also been full of laughter in the first year of their marriage. She had always had a sweet smile playing about her lips, and her eyes would shine with affection whenever they were together. 

He could only wonder when exactly all her smiles began to fade away. 

Worse still, her gaze was incredibly frosty and indifferent every time she looked at him. 

Ever since the divorce, she had become breathtakingly gorgeous and distant, exuding an air of nobility and nonchalance. No matter what difficulties she encountered, she always remained poised and confident. 

Is this her true self, after all? 

Maverick felt a tightness in his chest as a suffocating sensation crept up on him. He could not quite describe the feeling, but it was rather uncomfortable, 

As he was deep in thought, he suddenly saw Elven hurriedly push open the door to the living room and stride toward Gwendolyn to say something to her. 

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Unconcerned, Maverick looked away and was about to continue sweeping the fallen leaves when he noticed Elven stepping out and walking in his direction. 

“Mr. Wright, Mrs. Wright fell down the stairs at the Wright residence. She asked to see you. Please follow me to the car.” 

Frida fell down? But it’s only been a few days! How could she suddenly fall down the stairs? 

“All right.” 

Maverick glanced back through the window at that group of three inside the house who were chatting cheerily. A hint of mixed emotions flitted across his dark eyes. Then, he followed Elven to the Wright residence. 

Frida had been sent to her previous private ward to recuperate. With a cast on her leg, she lay in bed in a daze, bored out of her mind. 

Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, she looked up and caught sight of her beloved son. Tears immediately welled up in her eyes. 

“Mave! I thought I’d never get to see you again…” she wailed. 

Maverick gently tapped Frida’s leg in the cast, and Frida instantly cried out in pain. 

Seeing that woman’s exaggerated reaction, Maverick could tell what was going on. He walked to the chair beside the bed and took a seat. 

“How on earth did you fall for no reason?” 

Aggrieved, Frida wanted to explain when her gaze landed on Elven standing behind her son. “Young man, I haven’t seen my son for so long, and I’d like to have a word with him alone. It won’t take too long, is that okay?” 

Elven hesitated for a moment and did not take a step. 

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Maverick turned around and reassured, “Don’t worry. I won’t make things difficult for you. I’ll just have a quick chat with my mom.” 

The last time he was beaten up, it was Elven who had to carry out the orders. Although Maverick was currently serving under Gwendolyn. Elven was somewhat in awe of Maverick’s dignity, so he chose not to put Maverick in a tough spot. Spinning on his heel, he exited the ward and closed the door behind him. 

As soon as Elven left, Maverick asked, “Tell me, what’s the deal with your injury? I just checked it out, and it’s not as serious as your wailing made it seem.” 

A chuckle escaped Frida on that note. 

“It’s true that I slipped and fell down the stairs by accident. I stumbled about five or six steps, really. It’s not a big deal, but if it weren’t for this incident, how could I have had the chance to catch a glimpse of your face?” 

“How did you make people think that you’re gravely injured?” 

Frida returned a mysterious smirk and whispered close to his ear, “I naturally have a way of doing this, but that’s not the point right now. Maverick, how’s the progress on the matter I mentioned to you previously?” 

Maverick frowned at that. “What was that again?” 

Erida gently pushed his forehead with her finger. She was exasperated that her son could not meet her expectations. 

Glancing outside the door, she uttered softly, “Bedding the woman!” 

Maverick’s expression darkened on the spot while his dark eyes turned as cold as the winter. 

“There’s absolutely no way this could happen. I don’t want to hear it from you for the third time, and you’d better not mention it to anybody else.” 

That warning did nothing except frustrate Frida. 

Judging from the current circumstance, should they fail to win Gwendolyn over, their entire family might be stuck as housekeepers for the rest of their lives. She had endured enough humiliation lately and needed to find a way out to reclaim Wright Construction Group and the Wright residence as soon as possible. 

As for that clueless, silly son of hers, she reckoned that she must offer him a helping hand.