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.

feel even more confused. She

Their eyes met.

of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability

looked as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

asked anything yet, and he’s already

been up to these past couple of days? Mr. Harris 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, the

raised her chin a little higher. “What’s the matter? Cat got your

responded curtly. His voice was deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed subtle

“What’s the matter with your

“I’m running a fever.”

without going out, and it had not rained during that time. How

pretty high fever these past few days given his extremely

less had

just squat there. Sit on the

the offer, stood up, and sat directly

for just a short while, his legs

longer, he was afraid he might be unable to

of water and continued to

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

to tell her the

returned to the main

Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding

went 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.

cough. He had spoken too much that his

stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t you afraid I’ll become suspicious of you, thinking

from you.” As for

lips, resting her cheek on one hand while 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 Quinton’s

pondered momentarily, and his thin lips slightly parted. “He

Nico?

her brows, sensing he was hiding

sorted things out and roughly figured it out

likely related to Treyton in some

Samantha could be both the

not feel at ease before she

was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today.

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

stunned as he gazed into the faint glimmer in her

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