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.

even more confused. She gently lifted his chin with her fingertips, forcing

Their eyes met.

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

looked as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet, and he’s

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

as if someone was clenching his heart, the pain making

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

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

“What’s the matter with your throat? Are

“I’m running a fever.”

without going out, and it had not

pretty high fever these past few

less had

on his chin. “Don’t just squat

stood up, and sat directly on the small

squatted for just a short while, his legs began

longer, he was afraid he might be unable to

continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s injuries? Who did

watched her drink water as his Adam’s apple unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for

willing to

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

when Gwendolyn stared at

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 and had plans

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

him a cup, gesturing for 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

won’t hide it from you.” As for whether she believed

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

pondered momentarily, and his thin lips slightly parted.

Nico?

her brows, sensing

and roughly figured it out at this

to Treyton

aside, Samantha could be both

at ease before

was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have

speaking, and her charming little face displayed

as he gazed into the faint

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