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 chin with her fingertips, forcing him to look

Their eyes met.

of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but could

though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet, and he’s already feeling

have said

if someone was clenching his

a little higher.

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

with your throat? Are you sick or

“I’m running a fever.”

and it had not rained during that time. How could he have

a pretty high fever these

less had an

his chin. “Don’t just

accepted the offer, stood up, and sat

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

for much longer, he was afraid he might

and continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s

unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my

was willing to

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

parted his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared

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 to

out a cough. He had spoken too much

as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t

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

She tilted her

and his thin lips slightly parted. “He

Nico?

brows, sensing he was hiding

had sorted things out and roughly figured it out

likely related to Treyton

could be both the

ease before she settled

red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll

her

was stunned as he gazed into the faint glimmer in her

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