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.

his awkwardness, which made her feel even more confused. She gently lifted his chin with her fingertips, forcing him

Their eyes met.

Within his deep black pupils lay a sense

looked as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

asked anything yet, and he’s already

to have said you’re not allowed to

someone was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult

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

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

with your throat? Are

“I’m running a fever.”

out, and it had not rained during that time. How could he have caught

a pretty high fever these past few days

less had

grip on his chin. “Don’t just squat there.

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

for just a short while, his legs began to

longer, he was afraid he might be unable to hold

and continued to ask, “What happened

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

willing to tell her

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

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

demeanor, he went on, “At the party, Samantha was just carrying out orders. There was someone behind her,

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

him to pour water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t you afraid I’ll

you.” As

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 Quinton’s injury.

lips slightly parted. “He offended

Nico?

her brows, sensing

things out and roughly figured it out

related to Treyton in some

aside, Samantha could be both the executor and planner this

ease

red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to

like stars as she finished speaking, and her charming

as he gazed into

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