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 chin with her fingertips,

Their eyes met.

of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but could not

as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

asked anything yet, and he’s already

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

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

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

deep and hoarse,

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

“I’m running a fever.”

days without going out, and it had not rained during

pretty high fever these past few days given

more or less had

his chin. “Don’t just

and sat

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

was afraid

of water and continued to

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

matter any longer and returned to the main topic. “Why were you at the charity gala that

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

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

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

stared at him. “You’re

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

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

parted. “He offended me, so I had

Nico?

sensing he

Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured it out

to

be both

feel at ease before she settled

and gently straightened her red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work

and her charming little face displayed a mix of cold arrogance

was stunned as he gazed into the

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