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 gently lifted his chin with her fingertips, forcing him to

Their eyes met.

eyes were tinged with a hint of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of

looked as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet, and

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

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

a little higher.

recuperating,” he responded curtly. His voice was deep and

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

“I’m running a fever.”

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

pretty high fever these past

less had

“Don’t just

offer, stood up, and sat directly

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

he was afraid he might be unable to

poured herself a glass of water and continued to ask,

watched her drink water as his Adam’s apple unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so I’m

was willing to

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

had just parted his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at

just carrying out orders. There was someone behind

a cough. He had spoken too much that his throat

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

I won’t hide it from you.” As for whether she

her 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

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

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing

and roughly

to Treyton in some

be both the executor and

at ease before

up and gently straightened her red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have

eyes sparkled like stars as she finished speaking, and her charming little face displayed a

stunned as he gazed into the

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