Chapter 199
Wooing My Ex-Wife
Chapter 199 Handsome Housekeeper A large part of the silk fabric was already stuck to the wound, and the blood had dried up.
With trembling hands, Justin tried to remove Maverickâs shirt twice, but to no avail.
However, he could already see the large, bloody wound caused by the whip.
Maverickâs skin and flesh had been split open.
âOh my gosh! Who did this? They genuinely didnât spare you any mercy!â Justin used to be a fighter for a black market organization where the rules were strict, and it was normal for less competent fighters to be beaten to death.
Fortunately, he did not get beaten up too often.
Maverick, on the other hand, lived a refined lifestyle and was, therefore, not accustomed to sustaining such severe injuries.
Quickly, Maverick hushed Justin up.
âDonât yell.
Close the door and windows and draw the curtains.
If you canât remove my shirt, just apply a warm towel to my back.
â âOkay, okay.
â Justin did as he was told and hurried to the bathroom to grab a warm towel.
He could not bear to see Maverick in pain, so he said, âMr. Wright, the warm compress may hurt, soâ¦
please bear with it.
â Applying a warm towel to the wound was akin to experiencing the burning pain again.
Maverick trembled as a thick layer of cold sweat covered his body.
He gripped the pillow with both hands until it became deformed.
Even though Justin did not get beaten up often, he was experienced in treating the wounds of other people.
He took an anti-inflammatory pill from the first-aid kit and stuffed it inside Maverickâs mouth.
Then, he brought over a basin of water to clean the bloodstains on the manâs back.
The old bandage on Maverickâs body was already soiled, so it had to be removed.
âMr. Wright, who assaulted you? Apart from Ms. Shalders, who would dare to do this to youâ¦â Justin widened his eyes and asked softly, âDid Ms. Shalders actually do this?â Feeling dizzy, Maverick buried his face in the blanket, refusing to entertain Justin.
After pondering over the subject, Justin realized something was amiss.
âIt canât be Ms. Shalders.
If it were her, you wouldnât have asked me to treat your wound secretly.
â âStop making wild guesses and hurry up.
I need to cook before Gwendolyn returns,â Maverick snapped.
Heâs already in very bad shape, especially with the wound on his lower back.
Even walking will hurt.
Yet, he still wants to get up and cook? Justin felt really bad for Maverick.
He let out a sigh.
Wanting to ensure that Gwendolyn and the other bodyguards did not notice the torn shirt, he decided to hide the shirt under the bed after failing to think of a better solution at the moment.
Disinfecting the wound with iodine was not as painful as compared to alcohol.
He took a cotton swab and applied some iodine on Maverickâs back, taking him quite a while to treat the wound.
Initially, Maverick already had a bandage around the burn on the middle of his lower back.
This time, Justin had to bandage the manâs entire back and waist instead.
As Maverick insisted on getting out of bed, Justin had no choice but to give the former another shot of antibiotics.
Half an hour later, Gwendolyn returned to the villa.
She was accompanied by Jasmine, a lively young woman who was chattering away cheerfully.
Jasmine studied the villa from top to toe and clung to Gwendolynâs arm playfully.
âNot bad, Gwendolyn! I didnât expect your villa to be situated in such a lovely environment.
Coming here is definitely the right choice! Let me stay here for a few more days, please!â Unfazed, Gwendolyn spoke firmly.
âAs agreed, itâll only be for three days.
When the time comes, Iâll have my bodyguard escort you onto the plane back to Salinsburgh.
â Jasmine pouted and murmured sadly, âHmph! Youâre so heartless, Gwendolyn.
â âDonât start,â Gwendolyn replied with a softened tone.
âWe canât have any more incidents like the one at the bar today.
If you want to stay with me for a few days, you need to behave yourself, okay?â âOkay!â The two of them entered the villa joyfully.
As soon as Gwendolyn opened the door, she was greeted by the enticing aroma of food and instinctively directed her gaze at the kitchen.
Didnât I tell him to rest before I left? Why did he still get up to cook? Maverick sensed the womenâs presence and came out of the kitchen.
Immediately, Gwendolyn realized that he had changed into a dark silk shirt.
The two buttons on his collar were slightly undone to reveal part of his collarbone, and he seemed to have washed his hair too, for it was not completely dry.
Furthermore, he exuded an irresistible charm with his exquisite and handsome features.
It also looked like his condition and complexion had improved significantly.
âWhy arenât you wearing a coat? Have you taken your cold medicine?â Although she sounded as indifferent as ever, she had expressed concern for him as soon as she came home, which warmed Maverickâs heart.
âYou said youâll check on me tonight, so I didnât wear a coat.
â As he spoke, he pulled up his shirt to reveal the bandage on his back.
âI did get a minor injury during the day, but as you can see, itâs been treated and bandaged properly.
â Gwendolyn remained silent.
Jasmine, on the other hand, stared intently at his face and exclaimed, âGwendolyn, who is he? Heâs so handsome! You have such good taste.
The men around you all look top-notch!â When they were at Realm Bar previously, Maverick was already injured when Jasmine arrived, so she did not get a good look at his face.
This time, upon seeing his face clearly, she could not keep her eyes off him.
âHeâs my housekeeper,â answered Gwendolyn emotionlessly.
âIs he just a housekeeper?â Jasmineâs eyes lit up.
âCan I borrow him for a few days, then?â âNo,â Gwendolyn rejected with a frown without a second thought.
Seeing Jasmine stare at Maverick like a piece of meat pissed Gwendolyn off.
She glared at the man and ordered, âWear your clothes properly! You look so unpresentable.
And go upstairs to put on your coat before coming back down.
â âAll right.
â He nodded obediently without glancing at Jasmine, buttoning his shirt hastily before heading upstairs.
Jasmine tugged at Gwendolynâs sleeve playfully, still refusing to give up.
âI canât believe even your housekeeper is so handsome! Youâre usually busy with work and hardly have time to hang out with me.
Gwendolyn, youâre the best! Just let him accompany me for a couple of days, pretty please!â The crease between Gwendolynâs eyebrows grew deeper.
âNo, itâs non-negotiable.
â âGwendolynâ¦â âTime to eat!â Jasmine pouted and followed the woman into the dining room reluctantly.
After dinner, Gwendolyn selected a relatively clean room for Jasmine on the third floor.
They chatted for a while before the former went back to her own room to retire for the night.
The following morning, at only six oâclock, Nico printed out the documents on behalf of Charles and delivered them to Bay Villa personally.
He feared that he would get chewed out after that business of drugging Elven and the other bodyguards.
Therefore, he decided to wait at the villaâs backdoor.
Maverick came out to collect the documents by himself.
His expression grew solemn as he skimmed through them.
At once, he went upstairs and knocked on Gwendolynâs room door.
However, there was no response from her after ages.
Is she in a deep slumber? After thinking about it, he decided to let it slide.
Indeed, itâs still too early.
Iâll talk to her after she wakes up instead.
Unexpectedly, the moment he turned around, he saw the woman walking down the hallway, dressed casually and holding a cardboard box.
âWere you outside?â Gwendolyn regarded him languidly.
âNo, I merely went to the front door to collect a parcel.
â There are so many bodyguards at the villa.
Since when does she collect parcels on her own? Whatâs so special about that parcel? In spite of his curiosity, Maverick did not ask any further questions.
She walked past him and opened the door to her bedroom.
âIf you have something to tell me, come in.
â He followed her inside and handed her the documents that were given to him by Nico.
âItâs from Charles.
Take a look.
â âAll right.
â Despite her acknowledgment, Gwendolyn did not even glance at the documents.
Rather, she was focused on opening the parcel.
Inside the cardboard box lay a box of ointment.
She handed it to him.
âTake it.
â Maverick stared at her, lost in thought.
Did she⦠buy this for me?