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.

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

Their eyes met.

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

though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

anything yet, and he’s already

couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re not allowed to go out. Have you not done any housework during

if someone was clenching his heart, the pain making

higher. “What’s the matter? Cat got

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

lightly. “What’s the matter with

“I’m running a fever.”

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

high fever these past

less had

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

accepted the offer, stood up, and sat directly

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

he squatted for much longer, he was afraid he might

poured herself a glass of water and continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s

he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so I’m

willing to

and returned

speak when Gwendolyn stared at

carrying out orders. There was someone behind her, scheming and planning everything meticulously. This person calculated every move accurately. Samantha

cough. He had spoken too much that his throat felt as though it

with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about

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

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,

parted. “He offended me,

Nico?

brows, sensing he was hiding something

had sorted things out and roughly figured it out at

to Treyton in some

could be both the executor

could not feel at ease before she settled

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

like stars as she finished speaking, and her charming

as he gazed into the faint

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