Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 508

Gwendolyn lost herself in her memories.

The orphanage... My in-laws... Why does everything seem familiar?

Dubious, she returned to Jennifer's side and held the latter's hand that was not hooked up to the IV drip. “Jennifer, do you still remember what's your family name?”

Jennifer weakly curled her lips before gazing at Gwendolyn gently.

“What's the matter? How can | not remember what's my family name? When | was taken in by the orphanage director at Fairlake, she decided to name me Jennifer, and she gave me her family name, Weller.”

At that, Gwendolyn froze and turned to Treyton.

The man was equally taken aback. He darted off the other bed and grabbed Jennifer's hand before questioning in disbelief, “What's the matter, Jennifer? You're not a Weller anymore. You're a Newton. You're the daughter of the Newton family, and your name in the family tree is Elise Newton. Do you still remember that?”

Jennifer retracted her arm from his grasp and inched closer to Gwendolyn as if she was seeking solace and security.

Lowering her head, she then apologized, “Mr. Wright, | know you're here to take care of me because of Gwendolyn, and I'm grateful for that, but you're Gwendolyn's husband. I don't want her to misunderstand our relationship, so Mr. Wright, please keep a distance from me. Also, please don't say strange things like these anymore. | really don't understand what you're trying to say.”

“What?”

Gwendolyn and Treyton shared a look, wondering about the same thing.

When did Treyton become my husband? Mr. Wright? Are her memories distorted?

A wave of complex feelings washed over Gwendolyn, and she turned to face Treyton again. “Treyton, do watch over Jennifer. I'm going to ask Prof. Mallory to come and take a look at her.”

Right as she was about to leave, Jennifer grabbed her hand.

“Gwendolyn, don't. It’s not appropriate for me and your husband to stay in this room alone.”

Gwendolyn was bereft of words.

Treyton's eyes reddened, and it felt as if his heart was pulverized, the pain spreading through his entire body.

“So you knew that I was around, Jennifer, but you thought | was Kiddo's husband. That's why you were keeping a distance from me. That's why you were ignoring me and giving me the cold shoulder.”

Jennifer turned to look at him in confusion, completely unaffected by the melancholic expression he bore on his countenance.

All she did was continue holding onto Gwendolyn’s hand tightly to stop the latter from leaving.

There was nothing Gwendolyn could do but sigh. “How about this, Treyton? You should get Prof. Mallory instead. I'll watch over Jennifer.”

“Okay,” Treyton quietly answered before lowering his bloodshot eyes and turning to leave.

Once he was gone, Jennifer immediately moved closer to Gwendolyn and said with a tinge of worry in her voice, “Gwendolyn, it feels like Mr. Wright is looking at me strangely all the time, but don't worry, | won't bear any feelings for him. It must be tough for the two of you to take care of me while I'm sick. I'm grateful for that. Thank you, Gwendolyn.”

Gwendolyn remained silent, uncertain of how to respond.

The corners of her lips twitched, but as Joshua had yet to arrive, she guessed it would be better for her to keep Jennifer calm first.

With a smile, she said, “It’s nothing. It's my duty.”

A few minutes later, Joshua came.

He was wearing a medical face mask, and he promptly said to Jennifer, “Don't worry. I'm your doctor, and | have some things | need to ask you about. You just need to answer me honestly.”

Jennifer worriedly turned to Gwendolyn, but Gwendolyn smiled at her to put her at ease.

Thus, she nodded at Joshua.

Taking out her medical record, Joshua started scribbling on it as he asked, “Ms. Newton, may | know if you—”

Jennifer cut him off, “Doctor, my family name is Weller.”

“Of course, Ms. Weller,” Joshua agreed with a smile. Pointing at Gwendolyn calmly, he continued, “Who is she to you?”

“She's Gwendolyn, my only friend. She was taken away from the orphanage by Old Mr. Wright when she was fifteen, but we've been keeping close contact all these years.”

“How old is she now?” Joshua probed.