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.

awkwardness, which made her feel even more confused. She gently lifted his

Their eyes met.

deep black pupils lay a sense of

though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

asked anything yet, and he’s already feeling

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

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

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

deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed subtle

with your throat? Are you sick or

“I’m running a fever.”

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

fever these past few days given his extremely pale

more or less had an

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

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

just a short while, his legs began

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

water and continued to ask,

beat, he said casually,

one was willing to tell her

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

to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding

“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

spoken too much that his throat felt

himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re

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

hand while the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look

pondered momentarily, and his thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me,

Nico?

brows, sensing he was hiding

things out and roughly figured it out at this

was likely related to Treyton in some

be both the executor and planner

not feel at ease before she

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

as she finished speaking, and her charming little

as he gazed into the

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