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.

confused. She gently lifted his chin with her

Their eyes met.

deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he

as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet,

of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re not

clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult for

little higher. “What’s the matter?

deep and hoarse, yet his tone

chuckled lightly. “What’s the matter with

“I’m running a fever.”

had been staying in the villa for two days without going out, and it

high fever these

less had

on his chin. “Don’t just squat

up, and

while, his legs began to feel numb, and his head felt a

much longer, he was afraid he might be unable to

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

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 not sure.

to tell her the

and returned to

stared at him intently, reminding him, “I want

carrying out orders. There was someone behind her, scheming and planning everything meticulously. This person calculated every move accurately. Samantha said she wanted to join forces with me but was also prepared for the possibility that I would

cough. He had spoken too much that his throat felt as though

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

I won’t hide it from you.” As for

slightly curved 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

his thin lips slightly parted.

Nico?

sensing he

things out and roughly figured it out

likely related to

Samantha could be both the

not feel at ease before

“Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your

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

he gazed into

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