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 her

Their eyes met.

a hint of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to

looked as though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

haven’t even asked anything yet,

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

his thin lips, feeling as if someone was clenching his

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

voice was deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed subtle

with your

“I’m running a fever.”

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

fever these past few days given his extremely pale

more or less

just squat there. Sit on the couch

offer, stood up, and sat directly on

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

he was afraid he might be

herself a glass of water and continued to

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

willing to tell

dwell on the matter any longer and returned

stared

in her demeanor, he went on, “At the party, Samantha was just carrying out orders. There was someone behind her,

He had spoken too much that his throat felt as though it was on

him to pour water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t

you want to hear the truth from me, I won’t hide it from you.” As for whether she believed him or not, that was

Gwendolyn slightly curved her lips, resting her cheek on one hand while the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at

and his thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so I had Nico hurt

Nico?

brows, sensing he was hiding something

had sorted things out and roughly figured it out at this

to Treyton

be both the

ease before she settled the

mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m

and her charming little face displayed a mix of cold arrogance and

into

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