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

Their eyes met.

a hint of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a

though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

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

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 this

was clenching his heart,

little higher. “What’s

recuperating,” he responded curtly. His voice was deep and

with your throat? Are you sick

“I’m running a fever.”

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

pretty high fever these past few

more or less had

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

offer, stood up, and sat directly on the small

a short while, his legs began to feel numb, and his head felt

squatted for much longer, he was afraid

continued to ask,

apple unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in

to tell her

did not want to dwell on the matter any longer and returned to the main topic. “Why were you at the

parted his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently,

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

spoken too much that his

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

hear the truth from me, I won’t hide it from you.” As for whether she believed him or not, that was not something he could

tilted her head to

and his thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so I had Nico

Nico?

her brows, sensing

Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured it

was likely related to Treyton in

both

could not feel at ease

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

as she finished speaking, and her charming little face displayed

was stunned as he gazed into

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