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.

even more confused. She gently lifted his chin with her fingertips, forcing

Their eyes met.

lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance

looked as though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet, and he’s already feeling

to these past couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re not allowed to go

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

her chin a little higher. “What’s the

was deep and

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

“I’m running a fever.”

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

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

or less

released her grip on his chin. “Don’t just

offer, stood up, and sat directly on

squatted for just a short while, his

he was afraid he might

glass of water and continued to ask, “What happened to

Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so I’m not sure. Maybe

willing to

on the matter any longer and returned to the main topic. “Why were you at

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

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.

he let out a cough. He had spoken too much that his throat felt

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

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

lips, resting 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,

thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so I

Nico?

sensing he was

had sorted things out and roughly figured it out at this

related to Treyton in

could be both the

could not feel at ease before she settled

subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people

speaking, and her charming little face displayed a mix of cold

as he gazed into the faint glimmer in her

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