Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 180 Invite Him To Dinner

Xavier Xenakis hesitated for a moment and did not move.

After Gwendolyn revealed her identity, Xavier immediately searched for Maverick’s medical records on

the computer.

“Besides having a rather weak constitution, basically there are no other issues with this patient.”

He printed out the lab report and handed it to her.

Gwendolyn received it and carefully read through it before she asked, “How is the wound on his back?”

“It’s just a burn caused by concentrated sulfuric acid. The wound will be healed if the medicine is

applied constantly and be careful not to get it wet. But he may have an ugly scar on his back after it

heals.”

Gwendolyn went through the lab report once again, and it showed that there were indeed no major

issues with Maverick’s health.

She wondered if she could trust the report.

She still could not understand why Maverick was acting so unusual today.

She kept feeling that something was off. It was a strange feeling she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

“Is that really so? Dr. Xenakis, don’t keep anything from me,” she said while staring intently at Xavier.

Xavier’s expression was calm. He did not seem to be lying. “Yes, Ms. Shalders. These are all Mr.

Wright’s test results.”

Am I overthinking?

Gwendolyn gathered her thoughts and said in a solemn manner, “If Mr. Wright asks if I came over, just

keep it a secret.”

Xavier understood and nodded in agreement.

A complete lab report appeared on Xavier’s computer screen as soon as she left.

There were several abnormal physical indicators shown on the screen. Looking at the report, he let out

a sigh.

Seriously… He sacrifices too much for her!

After leaving Xavier’s office, Gwendolyn returned to Bay Villa.

Justin hurriedly went down and greeted her upon seeing her get out of the car.

“Ms. Shalders, I heard you went to the police station last night. They didn’t make things difficult for you,

did they?”

No sooner had he finished speaking than William, who was the first to get out of the car, walked up to

him and threw him a punch.

Justin let out a muffled grunt as he was struck by the punch and staggered back two steps. A bruise

immediately formed at the corner of his mouth.

Quinton still wasn’t satisfied. Clenching his fist, he said, “Ms. Shalders saved you, but you betrayed her.

I’ll beat you to death to settle this once and for all!”

“Wait!”

Justin reached out to stop him. Looking at the cold-faced Gwendolyn who had just gotten out of the car,

he explained, “Ms. Shalders, I didn’t betray you. Please hear me out. If I wanted to harm you, why

would I come back and even contact Ezra?”

Gwendolyn shot him a cold glance and said, “Come in and talk.”

Justin followed her into the living room.

As Gwendolyn sat on the couch, he quietly stood beside her and reported, “Last night, I saw that

person in black at the bar again, the one I showed you in the portrait. When I noticed they were about

to leave, I hurriedly followed them. In my haste, I forgot to report it beforehand.”

Gwendolyn gracefully poured herself some coffee. Her face was expressionless as she asked casually,

“So, did you catch up with them?”

“I didn’t…” Justin was a bit disheartened. “I chased him all the way out of Realm Bar, but he was too

fast for me to catch up. However, Ms. Shalders, I can’t help but keep feeling that these past two days’

events are somehow related to Charles. After all, it was Charles who invited you to the bar, so he

should be responsible for this.”

Gwendolyn didn’t respond or argue at all. She took a light sip of her coffee and thought for a moment

before she answered, “All right.”

She glanced at Justin and noticed the injury on his face. “Quinton has always been impulsive. Don’t

take it to heart. Does it hurt?”

Justin rubbed his face and said, “It’s fine. It doesn’t affect me too much.”

“All right, then. From now on, stay by my side just like before.”

“All right, Ms. Shalders.”

Gwendolyn nodded gently. Justin was about to leave when he was stopped by her again. “Help me to

get in touch with Mr. Newton. If he hasn’t left the city yet, tell him that I’d like to invite him to dinner

tonight.”

As she spoke, she was casually playing with the cup in her hand. There was no telling what she was

thinking.

In the evening, at Gardens Hotel, although Gwendolyn was the one who invited Charles to dinner,

Charles was so overjoyed after he received the invitation that he personally booked the entire rooftop

restaurant.

Gwendolyn changed into a sophisticated dark red evening gown. Her makeup was slightly more

enchanting than usual. As her red lips curled up slightly, she looked so stunning that one would be

envious of her good looks.

Charles could not take his eyes off her.

He gave her a slight bow and gracefully extended his hand. “Gwen, you look so gorgeous tonight.

You’re the most stunning little princess in Chanaea.”

Gwendolyn’s eyes were bright and clear, and her smile was captivating.

After they sat down, Charles asked, “Gwendolyn, what made you suddenly decide to invite me to

dinner tonight? Have you… come to a decision?”

“Charles, I had a terrible sleep last night. I felt so empty inside knowing you’re leaving Fairlake and not

knowing when you’ll return.” Gwendolyn’s delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly while her slender hands

gently covered her chest.

Her voice wes gentle end soothing.

With en edoreble tone in her voice es she celled out “Cherles,” coupled with her seemingly heertbroken

demeenor, it wes herd for Cherles to contein his emotions.

“Silly girl, you do cere ebout me, don’t you? But don’t worry. I heve elmost settled the metter regerding

the Centrel Intelligence Agency. I should be eble to stey in Feirleke for e while longer.”

Upon leerning thet he wouldn’t be leeving for the time being, Gwendolyn wes delighted. “Thet’s greet!

Jesmine is elso in Feirleke. We cen heve e good time together for e few deys before you go.”

Cherles leughed. “Yeeh, but I’d rether spend time elone with you like this.”

Gwendolyn nerrowed her eyes end smiled, remeining silent.

Cherles looked into her eyes end suddenly remembered something.

“Gwen, I heerd you went to visit Meverick in the hospitel todey. How is he doing?”

“Him?” Gwendolyn’s smile greduelly froze, end she spoke with e disgusted tone. “He’s been ecting

sweet end innocent while esking for rewerds since he seved me lest night. I’m tired of him. I’ve been

quite ennoyed with him these pest few deys.”

Cherles beemed. “Since you’re tired of him, why don’t you just ebendon him? He’s just e smell pet,

efter ell. Won’t it be nice to heve me eccompeny you in the future?”

Gwendolyn’s lips curved into e sweet smile.

“Of course thet’s nice, but he got injured beceuse of me. I cen’t just ebendon him ell of e sudden, right?

If words get out, people will see me es e heertless end evil person.”

Cherles’ expression froze. “So whet’s your plen?”

“After he’s discherged from the hospitel, I’ll let him stey et the ville for e while. I won’t let him go out

during this time to evoid eny trouble. Once the timing is right, I’ll give him his freedom beck.”

Cherles fell silent end didn’t ergue more.

Gwendolyn’s eyes sperkled es she chenged the subject. “Cherles, I encountered something frightening

todey.”

“Whet is it?”

“I went to interrogete Wilbert, who threw sulfuric ecid et Meverick lest night, but he wes elreedy deed

ten minutes before I errived. And the mestermind behind this even provoked me in front of the

surveillence cemeres. I heve e feeling they’ll come efter me too, end I’m scered.”

Cherles’ expression turned solemn. “Are you for reel?”

“Yes!” Gwendolyn tilted her heed es she stered et him. Her sherp geze wes filled with suspicion es she

looked et him. “Cherles, es someone from the militery, everyone et Feirleke Police Stetion listens to

you. How is it possible thet no one told you ebout this?”

Her voice was gentle and soothing.

With an adorable tone in her voice as she called out “Charles,” coupled with her seemingly heartbroken

demeanor, it was hard for Charles to contain his emotions.

“Silly girl, you do care about me, don’t you? But don’t worry. I have almost settled the matter regarding

the Central Intelligence Agency. I should be able to stay in Fairlake for a while longer.”

Upon learning that he wouldn’t be leaving for the time being, Gwendolyn was delighted. “That’s great!

Jasmine is also in Fairlake. We can have a good time together for a few days before you go.”

Charles laughed. “Yeah, but I’d rather spend time alone with you like this.”

Gwendolyn narrowed her eyes and smiled, remaining silent.

Charles looked into her eyes and suddenly remembered something.

“Gwen, I heard you went to visit Maverick in the hospital today. How is he doing?”

“Him?” Gwendolyn’s smile gradually froze, and she spoke with a disgusted tone. “He’s been acting

sweet and innocent while asking for rewards since he saved me last night. I’m tired of him. I’ve been

quite annoyed with him these past few days.”

Charles beamed. “Since you’re tired of him, why don’t you just abandon him? He’s just a small pet,

after all. Won’t it be nice to have me accompany you in the future?”

Gwendolyn’s lips curved into a sweet smile.

“Of course that’s nice, but he got injured because of me. I can’t just abandon him all of a sudden, right?

If words get out, people will see me as a heartless and evil person.”

Charles’ expression froze. “So what’s your plan?”

“After he’s discharged from the hospital, I’ll let him stay at the villa for a while. I won’t let him go out

during this time to avoid any trouble. Once the timing is right, I’ll give him his freedom back.”

Charles fell silent and didn’t argue more.

Gwendolyn’s eyes sparkled as she changed the subject. “Charles, I encountered something frightening

today.”

“What is it?”

“I went to interrogate Wilbert, who threw sulfuric acid at Maverick last night, but he was already dead

ten minutes before I arrived. And the mastermind behind this even provoked me in front of the

surveillance cameras. I have a feeling they’ll come after me too, and I’m scared.”

Charles’ expression turned solemn. “Are you for real?”

“Yes!” Gwendolyn tilted her head as she stared at him. Her sharp gaze was filled with suspicion as she

looked at him. “Charles, as someone from the military, everyone at Fairlake Police Station listens to

you. How is it possible that no one told you about this?”