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.

her feel even more confused. She gently lifted his chin with her fingertips, forcing him to look

Their eyes met.

black pupils lay a sense

though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

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

seemed to have said you’re not allowed to go out. Have you not done any housework during this

as if someone was clenching his heart,

higher. “What’s the matter?

was deep and hoarse,

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

“I’m running a fever.”

the villa for two days without going out, and it had not rained

these past few days

more or less

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

up, and

short while, his legs began to feel numb, and his head felt

he squatted for much longer, he was afraid

a glass of water and continued to ask, “What

his Adam’s apple unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in

was willing to tell her

any longer and returned to the main topic. “Why were you at the charity gala that

Gwendolyn stared at

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

He had spoken too much that his

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 you’re deliberately exposing

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

her head to look at him and gave a sly smile. “Then, I want to know what

his thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me,

Nico?

sensing he

speaking, Gwendolyn had sorted things out and

to Treyton

Samantha could be both the executor

not feel at ease before she settled

your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to collect a

her charming little face displayed a mix of cold

stunned as he gazed into the faint

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