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

Their eyes met.

eyes were tinged with a hint of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to

looked as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

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

Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re not allowed to go

if someone was clenching his heart, the pain

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

responded curtly. His voice was deep and hoarse,

chuckled lightly. “What’s the matter with your throat?

“I’m running a fever.”

going out, and it had

had a pretty high fever these past few

more or less had

“Don’t just squat there. Sit

the offer, stood up, and sat directly on

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

for much longer, he was afraid

glass of water and continued

said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for

was willing to tell her the

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

speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him, “I want to

carrying out orders. There was someone behind her, scheming

he let out a cough. He had spoken too much that his throat

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

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

other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave a sly smile. “Then,

parted.

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he

had sorted things out and roughly figured

likely related to Treyton in some

Samantha could be both the executor

at ease before she settled the

hurt mine,

and her charming

was stunned as he gazed into the faint glimmer in her

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