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

Their eyes met.

pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but could not

as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet, and he’s already feeling

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

his heart, the pain making it difficult for him

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

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

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

“I’m running a fever.”

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

must have had a pretty high fever these past few days given his extremely pale

less had an

his chin. “Don’t just

and sat

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

he was afraid he

of water and continued to

he said

to tell her

any longer and returned to the main

stared

and went to the countryside to meet Natasha.” He gulped and stole a glance at Gwendolyn’s expression. Seeing no change in her demeanor, he went on, “At the party, 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

too much

pour water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me

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

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

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

Nico?

sensing he was hiding something

things out and roughly figured it out at

related to Treyton

Samantha could be both the executor

feel at ease

hurt mine, I’ll have

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

he gazed into the faint

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