The Ex and Her Riches

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.

awkwardness, which made her feel even more confused. She

Their eyes met.

a

looked as though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet, and he’s already

to these past couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re not allowed to go

someone was clenching his heart, the pain making

raised her chin a little higher. “What’s the

voice was deep and hoarse, yet his

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

“I’m running a fever.”

been staying in the villa for two days without going out, and it had not rained during that time. How could he

have had a pretty high fever these past

less

her grip on his chin. “Don’t just squat

and

After he squatted for just a short while, his legs began

he squatted for much longer, he was afraid

gracefully poured herself a glass of water and continued to ask, “What happened

slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room

to tell her

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

lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding

to the countryside to meet Natasha.” He gulped and stole a glance at Gwendolyn’s expression. Seeing no change in her demeanor, he went on, “At the party, Samantha was just carrying out orders. There was someone behind her, scheming and planning everything meticulously. This person calculated every move accurately. Samantha said she wanted to join forces with me but was also prepared

a cough. He had spoken too much that his throat felt as though it

a cup, gesturing for him to pour water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t you afraid I’ll become suspicious of you, thinking

hide it from you.” As for whether she believed him or not, that was not

hand while the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him

his thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so I had Nico hurt

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he was

sorted things out and roughly figured it out

was likely related to

could be both the executor

feel at ease before she

straightened her red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today.

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

stunned as he gazed into the faint glimmer in