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.

which made her feel even more confused. She gently lifted his chin with

Their eyes met.

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

looked as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

haven’t even asked anything yet,

to these past couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said

clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult

a little higher. “What’s

he responded curtly. His voice was deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed subtle

matter with your throat? Are you sick

“I’m running a fever.”

staying in the villa for two days without going out, and it had not rained during that

fever these past few days given his extremely

or less

his chin. “Don’t just squat there. Sit

stood up, and

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

he squatted for much longer, he was afraid he might be unable

a glass of water and continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s

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 for two days,

to tell her the

returned to the main topic.

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

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

out a cough. He had spoken too much that his

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

it from you.” As for whether

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, I want to

thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me,

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he was hiding

had sorted things out and roughly figured it out at

to Treyton in

could be both the executor

feel at ease before she settled

was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to collect a debt from the

as she finished speaking, and her

gazed into the faint glimmer in her

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