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.

black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but could not

as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet, and he’s already

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

feeling as if someone was clenching his heart,

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

recuperating,” he responded curtly. His voice was deep

with your throat? Are you sick

“I’m running a fever.”

the villa for two days without going out, and it had not rained during that time. How could he have

had a pretty high fever these past few days given his extremely

less had

chin. “Don’t just squat there. Sit on the couch over

accepted the offer, stood up, and sat directly on

while, his legs began to feel numb, and

for much longer, he was afraid he might

water and continued to ask,

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

to

returned to the main topic.

to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding

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 behind her, scheming and planning everything meticulously. This person calculated every

a cough. He had spoken too much that his throat

gesturing for him to pour water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him.

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

hand while the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave a sly smile. “Then, I

parted.

Nico?

sensing he was hiding something

out and roughly

to Treyton

Samantha could be both the

could not feel at ease before she settled

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

speaking, and her

gazed into the faint

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