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.

awkwardness, which made her feel even more confused. She

Their eyes met.

pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he

as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet, and he’s already

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

as if someone was clenching his heart, the

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

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

matter with your throat?

“I’m running a fever.”

and it had not rained during that time. How could he

pretty high fever these

or less

her grip on his chin. “Don’t just

and sat directly on

relatively weak. After he squatted for just a short while, his legs began to feel numb, and his head felt a bit

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

glass of water and continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s injuries?

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

willing to tell her the

returned

stared at

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

cough. He had spoken too much

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 about joining forces, but aren’t you afraid I’ll become suspicious of you,

me, I won’t hide it from you.” As for whether she believed him

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

lips slightly parted. “He offended

Nico?

brows, sensing he was hiding something

sorted things out and roughly figured it out at this

related to Treyton in some

aside, Samantha could be both the

ease before she settled

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

she finished speaking, and her charming little face

was stunned as he gazed into the faint glimmer in her

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