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.

made her feel even more confused. She gently lifted his chin with her

Their eyes met.

lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but

as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet, and he’s already

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

if someone was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult for

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

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

“What’s the matter with your throat? Are you

“I’m running a fever.”

two days without going out, and

fever these past few

or less had

chin. “Don’t just squat there.

offer, stood up, and sat directly on

was already relatively weak. After he squatted for just a short while, his legs began to feel numb, and

he was afraid he might be unable to

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

said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so I’m not

to

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

had just parted his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him, “I want

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

had spoken too much that

to pour water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling

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

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

parted. “He offended me, so I

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he was

had sorted things out and roughly

to

aside, Samantha could be both the executor and

at ease before she

who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work

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

was stunned as he gazed into the

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