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

Their eyes met.

pupils lay a sense of vulnerability

looked as though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet, and he’s already feeling

of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re not allowed to go out. Have you not done

as if someone was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult for

her chin a little higher.

deep and hoarse, yet his

the matter with your throat? Are you sick

“I’m running a fever.”

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

these past few days given his

less

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

up, and sat directly on

just a short while, his legs began

much longer, he was afraid he might be unable

and continued to ask,

as his Adam’s apple unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying

willing to tell

the matter any longer and returned

had just parted his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared

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 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 refuse

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

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

you.” As for whether she believed him or not, that was not something he

propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at

his thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so I

Nico?

her brows, sensing he was hiding

had sorted things out and

likely related to Treyton in

be both the executor and planner this

could not feel at ease before she settled

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

stars as she finished speaking, and her charming

into the faint glimmer in

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