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.

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

Their eyes met.

lay a sense of vulnerability

looked as though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

anything yet, and he’s already feeling

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

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

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

was deep and hoarse,

matter with your throat? Are you

“I’m running a fever.”

the villa for two days without going out, and it had not rained

must have had a pretty high fever these past

less had

just squat there.

up, and sat

weak. After he squatted for just a short while, his legs began to feel numb, and his head felt a

was afraid he might be unable to

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

water as his Adam’s apple unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room

willing to

on the matter any longer and returned to the

his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared

out orders. There was someone behind her, scheming

a cough. He had spoken too much that his throat

were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t you afraid I’ll become suspicious of you,

me, I won’t hide it from you.” As for whether

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 know what happened to Quinton’s injury.

slightly parted.

Nico?

her brows, sensing

had sorted things out and roughly figured it out at this

related to Treyton in

could be both the executor

not feel at ease before she

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

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

into

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