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.

sensed his awkwardness, which made her feel even more confused. She gently lifted his chin with her

Their eyes met.

his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal

as though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

anything yet, and he’s already feeling

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

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

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

voice was deep

matter with your throat? Are you sick

“I’m running a fever.”

been staying in the villa for two days without going out, and it had not rained during

a pretty high fever these past few days

less had

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

offer, stood up, and sat directly on the

a short while, his legs began to feel numb, and

squatted for much longer, he was afraid he

water and continued

he said casually, “I’ve been

was willing to tell her

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

Gwendolyn stared at him

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 for the

had spoken too much that his throat

him 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

hear the truth from me, I won’t hide it from you.” As for whether she believed him or not,

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

and his thin lips slightly parted.

Nico?

sensing he was

Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly

to Treyton in

Samantha could be both the executor and

at ease before she settled

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 debt from

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

into the

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