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

Their eyes met.

a hint of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but could not quite

though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet, and he’s already

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

as if someone was clenching his heart, the pain

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

deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed subtle

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

“I’m running a fever.”

and it had

fever these past few days given his extremely pale

less had

chin. “Don’t just squat there. Sit on the couch over

and

for just a short while, his legs began to feel numb, and his

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

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

said casually, “I’ve been lying

to tell

the matter any longer and returned to the main topic.

lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at

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

spoken too much

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

won’t hide it from you.” As for whether she believed him or not, that was not something he

lips, resting her cheek on one hand while the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him

thin lips slightly parted.

Nico?

brows, sensing he was

sorted things out and roughly figured it out

related to Treyton

both the executor

at ease before she settled the

your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to collect a debt from the

as she finished speaking, and her charming little face displayed a

stunned as he gazed into the faint

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