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.

more confused. She gently lifted his chin with her

Their eyes met.

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

though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

haven’t even asked anything yet,

have said you’re

feeling as if someone was clenching his heart,

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

curtly. His voice was deep and

chuckled lightly. “What’s the matter with your throat? Are you

“I’m running a fever.”

and it had

must have had a pretty high fever these past few

or less had

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

the offer, stood up, and sat directly

relatively weak. After he squatted for just a short while, his legs began to feel numb, and his head felt a

for much longer, he was afraid he might be

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

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

was willing to tell her

returned to the main topic. “Why were you at the charity gala

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

was just carrying out orders. There was someone behind her, scheming and planning everything meticulously. This

much that his throat felt

eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t you

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

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

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

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he was hiding

out and roughly figured it

to Treyton in some

could be both the executor and

feel at ease before she

who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m

sparkled like stars as she finished speaking, and her charming little face displayed a

gazed into the faint glimmer in her

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