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.

made her feel even more confused. She gently lifted his chin with her

Their eyes met.

pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and

looked as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

asked anything yet, and he’s

have said

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

higher. “What’s the matter? Cat got

was deep and hoarse, yet his

the matter with your throat? Are you sick or

“I’m running a fever.”

days without going out, and it had not rained during that time. How could

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

or less had

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

and

relatively weak. After he squatted for just a short while,

he was afraid

continued to ask, “What happened to

slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so

was willing to tell her the

longer and returned to the main

had just parted his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at

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

a cough. He had spoken too much that

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

I won’t hide it from you.” As for whether she believed him or not, that was not something

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,

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

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he was hiding

Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured

related to Treyton

Samantha could be both the executor and

ease before she

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

and her charming little face displayed a mix

into

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