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.

She gently

Their eyes met.

eyes were tinged with a hint of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to

as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet,

have said you’re not allowed to go out. Have

his thin lips, feeling as if someone was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult for him

little higher. “What’s the

recuperating,” he responded curtly. His voice was deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed subtle

with your

“I’m running a fever.”

in the villa for two days without going out, and it had not rained during that time. How could he have caught

have had a pretty high fever these

less

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

stood up, and sat directly on

short while,

was

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

said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so I’m not

to tell

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

to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him,

was just carrying out orders. There was someone

spoken too much that

a cup, gesturing for him to pour water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared

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

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 smile. “Then, I want to know what happened to

thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so I had Nico

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he

had sorted things out and roughly

likely related to Treyton

both the

could not feel at ease before she settled the

straightened her red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to collect a debt from

she finished speaking, and her charming little face displayed a

was stunned as he gazed into the faint

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