Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 422

Half an hour later, Gwendolyn and Cedrick returned to the Harris residence at Mount Tranquil together.

Kieran and Treyton still had not arrived, while Sienna was pacing back and forth before the door as if she’d been waiting for them.

She hurried toward them the moment they stepped out of the car. “You’re finally here, Gwen.”

Gwendolyn noticed her swollen eyes and inquired calmly, “How’s Dad?”

Sienna shook her head. “Not good. The doctor says he’ll probably last around two days at most. But we’ll have to wait for Kieran’s diagnosis when he’s back.”

“Okay.”

They strode into the mansion.

The door to Marcus’ bedroom was open, and a man was sitting before his bed.

Gwendolyn had not seen Asher for around seven to eight days.

He looked completely different from before.

He’d lost a lot of weight, and his skin was dull. Moreover, the stubble on his face gave him a weathered look, making him seem to have aged a decade, although only several days had passed.

Gwendolyn had no idea, nor was she interested in knowing what he’d gone through.

“Could you please excuse us? I wish to talk to Dad and don’t want to see you here.”

Her voice was devoid of emotion, as if she were talking to a stranger.

Asher’s eyes were lowered as he departed the room in silence.

Despite his efforts to appear normal, Gwendolyn astutely observed a slight limp in his gait as he walked by her.

Is it his knee?

“Are you sure you’ve been obediently reading scriptures at the ancestral hall for the past few days?” She directed the question at Asher.

He froze and opened his mouth to speak up for himself.

Yet no sound came out from his lips as the words were trapped in his throat. As such, he left the room defeatedly without uttering a word.

Sienna entered and clarified discreetly, “Gwen, he lost his voice and hasn’t spoken for several days. He’s recently been hand-copying scriptures and has gone for an entire day without having a meal.”

Gwendolyn listened silently and refused to comment on it.

Sienna sighed at her remote expression. “I’ll wait for Kieran and Treyton at the entrance while you keep Dad company for now.”

“All right.”

Gwendolyn sat beside Marcus’ bed after Sienna was gone. She rested his wrinkled hand against her face and gently stroked it.

“Ceddy, I would like some time to speak privately with Dad as well.”

Cedrick inclined his head understandingly and excused himself, shutting the door after him.

He went straight to look for Asher after exiting the bedroom.

Asher was holding onto the banister while making his way downstairs.

He no longer had to put on an act without Gwendolyn around, and it was evident that each step was excruciating at the snail’s pace at which he moved.

The ancestral hall’s tiles were cold and hard. Therefore, his knees were swelling with pain after kneeling on the ground for days on end.

The doctor had given him a check-up the day before and voiced the possibility of him being diagnosed with rheumatism in the future.

Cedrick stood at the top of the stairs and quietly observed Asher, noting how challenging it was for him just to get down a level, so much so that his entire forehead was drenched with sweat.

Asher took a deep breath and was about to take another step down when Cedrick held his arm from behind.

“Why hide everything you’ve done as atonement for your crimes from Gwenny?”

Asher turned back and met Cedrick’s gaze.

Is there any point in her knowing?

He knew better than anyone what his sister’s temper, whom he’d cared for since childhood, was like.

Even if he were bedridden, she would interpret anything he said as a ploy to fish for sympathy, which was counterproductive.