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

Their eyes met.

deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but could not quite

looked as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

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

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

his

her chin a little higher. “What’s the

voice was deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed

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

“I’m running a fever.”

without going out, and it had not rained during that time. How could he have caught

must have had a pretty high fever these past few days given his

more or less had

on his chin. “Don’t just squat there. Sit on the

offer, stood up, and sat directly on

he squatted for just a short while, his legs began to feel numb, and his head felt a

for much longer, he was afraid he might be unable to

water and continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s

water as his Adam’s apple unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said

to tell

returned to

Gwendolyn stared at him

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 throat felt

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 you’re deliberately exposing

it from you.” As for whether she believed

on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave

pondered momentarily, and his thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so I had

Nico?

her brows, sensing he was

had sorted things out and roughly figured it out at this

was likely related to

aside, Samantha could be both the executor and

not feel at ease before

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

she finished speaking, and her charming little face

was stunned as he gazed into the

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