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.

confused. She gently lifted his chin

Their eyes met.

black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to

as though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

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

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

feeling as if someone was clenching his heart, the pain

higher. “What’s the matter? Cat

was deep and hoarse,

“What’s the matter with your throat?

“I’m running a fever.”

and it had not rained during that

had a pretty high fever these past few

or less had an

just squat there. Sit on the couch

and sat directly on the

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

squatted for much longer, he was afraid he might

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

watched 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

was willing to tell

on the matter any longer and returned to

to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding

the party, Samantha was just carrying out orders. There was someone behind her, scheming

He had spoken too much that his throat felt as

were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling

from you.” As

propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave a sly smile. “Then, I want to know what happened to Quinton’s injury. Be

slightly parted.

Nico?

sensing

Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured

was likely related to Treyton in

aside, Samantha could be both the executor

at ease before she

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

stars as she finished speaking, and her charming little face displayed

gazed into the faint glimmer in her

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