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 chin with her fingertips, forcing him

Their eyes met.

of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance

looked as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

anything yet, and he’s already feeling

Harris seemed to have

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

little higher. “What’s the

His voice was deep and hoarse, yet

chuckled lightly. “What’s the matter with your throat? Are you

“I’m running a fever.”

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

a pretty high fever these past few days given his extremely pale

or less

chin. “Don’t just squat

up, and sat directly on the small

After he squatted for just a short while,

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

continued to

he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room

to tell her

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

speak when Gwendolyn stared at him

car and went to the countryside to meet Natasha.” He gulped and stole a glance 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

much that his throat felt

him to pour water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at

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

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

thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me,

Nico?

sensing he was hiding something

out and

likely related to Treyton in some

Samantha could be both the executor and

feel at ease before

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 little

he gazed into the

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