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.

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

Their eyes met.

red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to

looked as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

anything yet, and he’s already feeling

been up to these past couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re not allowed

was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult for him

higher. “What’s the matter? Cat got your

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

matter with

“I’m running a fever.”

two days without going out, and it had not rained during that time.

high fever these past few days

or less had an

released her grip on his chin. “Don’t just

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

while, his legs began to feel numb, and

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

poured herself a glass of water and continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s injuries? Who did

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. Maybe he

willing to

longer and returned to the main topic. “Why were

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

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

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

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

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

She tilted her head to look at him and gave a sly smile. “Then, I want to know what happened to Quinton’s

lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so I had Nico hurt

Nico?

sensing he was hiding something

things out and

to Treyton in

could be both the

not feel at ease before she settled the

who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going

she finished speaking, and her charming little face

he gazed into the faint

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