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.

of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a

looked as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet, and he’s

to have said you’re

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

a little higher. “What’s

His voice was deep and

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

“I’m running a fever.”

going out, and it

fever these past few days given his

more or less had an

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

up, and

a short while, his

longer, he was afraid

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

a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so I’m not sure.

was willing to

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

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

rode in Samantha’s car and went to 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

much that

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

from me, I won’t hide it from you.” As for whether she believed him or

one hand while the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head

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

Nico?

sensing he was hiding

sorted things out and roughly figured it out at this

likely related to

be both the executor and

at ease before she

velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people

speaking, and her charming little face displayed a mix

stunned as he gazed into the faint

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