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.

feel even more confused. She gently lifted his

Their eyes met.

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

though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

haven’t even asked anything yet, and he’s

days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re not allowed to go out. Have you

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

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

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

lightly. “What’s the matter with your

“I’m running a fever.”

and it had not rained during that time. How could

a pretty high fever these past few days

less had an

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

and sat directly

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

he was afraid he might be unable to

of water and continued to

unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so I’m not sure. Maybe he

to tell

to dwell on the matter any longer and returned

stared at

car 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

out a cough. He had spoken too much that his

eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining

hide it from you.” As

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

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

Nico?

sensing he was hiding something

speaking, Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured

likely related to

could be both the executor and

at ease before she

mine, I’ll have your people

speaking, and her charming little face displayed a mix of cold arrogance

gazed into the faint glimmer

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