Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right

Chapter 232

Chapter 232 Allow Me To Do It Tonight

Gwendolyn helped Cedrick to the hospital bed and pulled the blanket over him.

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. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

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…”

Khaff! Khaff! Khaff!

Her words immediately extinguished the fire in Cedrick’s eyes. the blush spread from his ears to his neck.

Does she even know what she’s saying?

Under his doubtful gaze, Gwendolyn climbed onto the bed and got on top of him. Afraid that she would put pressure on his wounds, she knelt on the bed instead.

She confidently gripped his chin and leaned forward to kiss him once more.

Cedrick was overcome with desire. My Gwenny is such a minx!

This time, he allowed himself to get lost in the pleasure.

He did not care if his life would be in danger after they did the deed.

In fact, he would willingly give up his life to make love to Gwendolyn.

Cedrick instinctively wrapped his arms around her.

However, she quickly stopped him and placed them back on the bed. “You’re still injured. Keep your hands to yourself, and don’t move!”

“But they don’t listen to me. They’re saying that they want to hug you.”

Gwendolyn gripped his chin and forced him to look at her. “How disobedient. Do you want to be tied up instead?”

Cedrick pursed his lips and averted his gaze.

Gwendolyn did not bother waiting for his reply as she got out of bed and opened the bedside drawer. She took out a new packet of bandages and held his arms above his head before tying them to the metal railings of the bed.

Compared to the previous two times when she used a belt to tie him up roughly, she was more gentle and patient this time around.

After she was done, she asked, “How is it? Does it hurt?”

Cedrick shook his head earnestly.

Gwendolyn was not in a rush to continue. Instead, she went to check if the room was locked. She then locked the windows and pulled the curtains close, not wanting anyone to interrupt her fun.

After everything was complete, she got back onto the bed. Her rosy, red lips pouted as she lightly blew air onto Cedrick’s face. “Be a good boy, and don’t move. I’ll take my time and play with you gently!”

It was the dead of night, and everyone was deep in slumberland. No one knew of or heard the rhythmic melody playing from Cedrick’s room.

…

It was four in the morning.

There was only a dimly lit lamp in the VIP hospital suite.

The dim light reflected on Gwendolyn’s sleeping face and emphasized her beauty.

She was a poison that Cedrick willingly allowed himself to be addicted to.

Cedrick who was wearing his hospital gown, sat on the side of the bed and quietly watched the sleeping beauty.

His long and slender fingers danced across her forehead, eyes, nose, and lips, tracing the outline of her good looks.

Gwendolyn was sleeping peacefully and did not wake up from his feather-like touches. She was exhausted after their “exercise.”

Cedrick leaned forward and lovingly placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

Suddenly, a soft bird-like whistle could be heard from outside the door.

It was Nico. He could not open the door or dare to open it. Hence, he resorted to using a signal to check in with Cedrick.

Cedrick got up, slowly approached the door, and opened it.

Before Nico could speak, Cedrick held a finger to his lips to silence Nico. “Gwenny is tired. Don’t wake her up by making too much noise.”

Nico nodded. Cedrick stepped out of the room, and the two made their way to the end of the hallway.

“What is it?”

Nico was about to speak when his gaze accidentally fell onto Cedrick’s chest, which was exposed from the unbuttoned hospital gown. Nico’s eyes widened in shock as he stared at the deep red and purple markings littering Cedrick’s neck and collarbone.

“What the f*ck? Boss, why are you injured again?”

Cedrick looked down and saw hickeys of various sizes and shapes.

Instead of hurrying to cover himself up, he shamelessly widened the collar of the gown wider to show off the markings to Nico.

“It’s Gwenny’s artwork. What do you think? Isn’t it pretty?”