The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 155

As Gwendolyn slipped on her slippers, she observed him closely.

She took off her trench coat and handed it to him.

Maverick paused for a second. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his handsome face was pale.

He obediently took the trench coat from Gwendolyn and helped her hang it on the coat rack.

He did not take the initiative to speak, completely unlike his usual attentive and diligent self.

Gwendolyn’s expression grew darker and darker.

Maverick did not notice at all and turned his head to glance at the clock on the living room wall.

It was almost noon already.

He eagerly headed to the kitchen to prepare a meal.

Gwendolyn sat on the couch with an imposing posture.

“Come here.” Her tone was cold when she spoke, leaving no room for interruption.

Maverick’s broad back stiffened for a moment, then he turned around, walked to her, and stood still.

She did not look up, her expression somewhat cold. “I remember someone once said they wouldn’t make me look up to them.”

Maverick did not budge, feeling awkward as he noticed her attitude toward him remained icy cold.

Did Treyton really not tell her that I was the one who saved her? Anyway, did Gwendolyn come back today to settle the score of my attending the charity gala with Samantha?

He had thought he could balance his merits and demerits. Suddenly, he felt a suffocating tightness in his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

“Hmm?”

It was an imposing hum, possessing a delicate, gentle tone produced uniquely by women.

Gwendolyn was growing a bit impatient.

Maverick froze for two seconds, then went down on one knee, slowly squatting in front of her feet. His eyes were still downcast, and his eyelashes trembled gently.

She gently lifted his chin with her fingertips, forcing him

Their eyes met.

a hint of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a

though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

haven’t even asked anything yet, and he’s

have said you’re not allowed to go out. Have you not

thin lips, feeling as if someone was clenching his heart, the pain making it

little higher. “What’s the matter? Cat

responded curtly. His voice was deep

lightly. “What’s the matter with your throat? Are you

“I’m running a fever.”

and it

pretty high fever these past few days given his extremely

more or less

released her grip on his chin. “Don’t just squat there. Sit on the couch over

up, and

just a short while, his legs began to

was afraid he might be unable to hold

glass of water and continued to

skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so

was willing to

did not want to dwell on the matter any longer and returned to the main topic. “Why were you

just parted his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at

Samantha was just carrying out orders. There was someone behind her, scheming and

had spoken too much that his throat felt as though

for him to pour water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me

from you.” As

the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave a sly smile. “Then, I want to know what happened to

his thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he

speaking, Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured

to

be both

feel at ease

stood up and gently straightened her red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to collect a

as she finished speaking, and her charming little face displayed a mix of cold

stunned as he gazed into

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