Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 232

He had just finished surgery and was still weak. He was cold and trembling non-stop after standing in the hallway for over half an hour.

Gwendolyn turned on the heater in the room before sitting beside his bed.

She poured a glass of warm water and handed it to him, saying, “Nico told me everything when you were in the operation theatre, so you don’t have to explain anything to me. However, I do have some questions that I need you to answer.”

Cedrick nodded in response.

“Why did you become Maverick? If you’re Cedrick, then where’s the real Maverick?”

Cedrick reached over to grab her hand, feeling the warmth of her palm. “Do you remember me telling you about the car accident from thirteen years ago?”

“I do.”

“That year, the real Maverick Wright was fifteen years old when he died trying to save my life. Back then, the Jenson family was in chaos. I was young and couldn’t compete for the power of the family with both my uncles. When Maverick was still a child, his grandfather sent him to the Federal Bureau of Investigation, so his family had never seen his face. Hence, Grandpa let me temporarily take Maverick’s name so I could go into hiding. Thirteen years ago, everyone who escorted me in the car died in that accident. No one knows in Fairlake knows my real identity. Because of that, I became Maverick Wright without much hurdle, helping him to look after his grandfather and mother and aiding in the prosperity of Wright Construction Group.”

“I see.” Gwendolyn lowered her gaze. “What about half a year ago? Was your jar of ashes fake too? Justin watched as they pushed you into the cremation oven. Was that also fake?”

“The ashes are real. They belong to the real Maverick. As for the body, Nico found someone in the warehouse with a similar build to mine. Because of the fire, his face was unrecognizable. That was why Justin did not notice it wasn’t me.”

His voice was deep, and his tone was soft as he spoke. His eyes glistened with tears as he stared at Gwendolyn.

“Gwenny, I didn’t mean to lie to you. After I returned to Salinsburgh to snatch back the power of the Jenson family… It is impossible for me to turn back. However, I was so happy when I found out you were the daughter of the Harris family.”

Gwendolyn was silent as she looked at him.

Cedrick got nervous when faced with such an emotionless stare. “That night at your welcoming party, I was wrong for pretending to not recognize you. I’m also sorry for lying to you and putting on an act in front of you. If you’re still angry, you can continue to punish me. I’m willing to bear everything. Is that okay?”

“No, it’s not okay.”

Cedrick’s heart sank. He did not expect that she would reject him so swiftly.

He looked down and stared at his hands. The disappointment he felt could not be hidden behind his gaze.

While he was not paying any attention to her, Gwendolyn grabbed the chance to lean forward and place gentle kisses on his eyes, forehead, cheeks, and, lastly, his lips. Every one of her kisses was filled with patience and adoration.

“Silly. I’m not angry anymore.”

“Really?”

Cedrick’s eyes sparkled as he looked at her. “You won’t cancel our wedding then? You’ll forgive me?”

“What do you think?”

Gwendolyn kissed him once more, proving herself with her actions.

They closed their eyes and got lost in the kiss. Their breaths intertwined with each other as they kissed more frantically.

Cedrick quickly backed away when she licked his lips and asked for permission to deepen the kiss.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?”

Gwendolyn did not get up and remained close to him.

“That’s not it…” Cedrick felt breathless as he spoke. The tips of his ears were red, and his eyes darkened as he looked away.

Gwendolyn immediately guessed what was going on when she saw his actions. “Do you want it?”

Red spread across Cedrick’s ears as he blinked furiously. He hesitated momentarily before plucking up his courage to ask, “Can I?”

Gwendolyn unbuttoned the top two buttons of Cedrick’s hospital gown. The injury on his chest was still wrapped in layers of thick bandages. His arm, which had been whipped the night before, was also bandaged.

Plus, he just finished surgery. He was still weak, so he shouldn’t move around too much.

Taking his health into consideration, Gwendolyn blurted, “With your condition, you can’t do much, huh?”

By the time she realized what she had said, it was too late for her to take it back.

Cedrick’s desire to dominate her was triggered. “Who says I can’t do much? Do you want to give it a try?”

Although his face was pale, his handsomeness could still weaken Gwendolyn’s knees.

Because of what Gwendolyn said, Cedrick’s fighting spirit was awakened.

With that, he forcefully got up to prove how capable he was.

Gwendolyn giggled and swiftly pushed him back onto the bed, preventing him from getting up.

She leaned forward, her rosy lips near his reddened ears as she seductively said, “Ceddy, what I meant to say is, let me do it tonight. I want to bed you…”