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 to

Their eyes met.

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

looked as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

asked anything yet, and he’s already

have said you’re not allowed to go

pursed his thin lips, feeling as if someone was clenching his

higher. “What’s

responded curtly. His voice was deep and hoarse, yet his tone

with your throat? Are

“I’m running a fever.”

villa for two days without going out, and it had

high fever these past few days given his

or less had

chin. “Don’t just squat

and sat directly

while, his legs

he squatted for much longer, he was afraid he might

poured herself a glass of water and continued to ask, “What happened

apple unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve

one was willing to

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

just parted his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently,

just carrying out orders. There was someone

He had spoken too much that his throat felt as

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 you afraid I’ll become suspicious of

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

Gwendolyn slightly curved her 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

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

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he was hiding something

Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured it out at this

likely related to

be both the

feel at ease before

mine, I’ll

and her charming little face displayed a mix of cold arrogance

as he gazed into the faint glimmer in

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