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.

awkwardness, which made her feel even more confused. She gently

Their eyes met.

a sense of vulnerability and grievance

though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

haven’t even asked anything yet,

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 any housework during

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

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

deep and hoarse, yet his

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

“I’m running a fever.”

two days without going out, and

had a pretty high fever these past few days

more or less had

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

stood up, and sat

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

was afraid he might be

of water and continued to ask,

her drink water as his Adam’s apple 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

was willing to tell her the

returned to

lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him, “I want to hear the

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 wanted to join forces with me but was also prepared for the possibility that I would refuse and had plans

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

she stared at

from you.” As for whether she believed

her knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave a

parted. “He offended me, so

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he

sorted things out and roughly figured it out

to Treyton in

be both the executor and planner this

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

eyes sparkled like stars as she finished speaking, and her charming

he gazed into

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