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.

even more confused. She gently lifted his chin with her fingertips,

Their eyes met.

tinged with a hint of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and

as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

anything yet, and he’s already feeling

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

clenching his heart, the pain making it

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

was deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed

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

“I’m running a fever.”

the villa for two days without going out, and it had not rained during that time. How could

must have had a pretty high fever these past

more or less

on his chin. “Don’t just squat there. Sit on the couch

accepted the offer, stood up, and sat directly on the

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

he was afraid he might be unable to hold

poured herself a glass of water and continued

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

to tell her

want to dwell on the matter any longer and returned to the main topic.

just parted his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding

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

He had spoken too much that his throat felt as

eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces,

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

knee. She tilted her head to look at him

lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so

Nico?

brows, sensing he

out and roughly figured it

related to Treyton in some

aside, Samantha could be both the executor and

could not feel at ease before she settled the

your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your

finished speaking, and her charming little face displayed a mix of cold arrogance

was stunned as he gazed into the

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