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.

She gently lifted his chin with her fingertips, forcing him to

Their eyes met.

deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance

as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

asked anything yet, and

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

someone was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult

little higher. “What’s the matter?

voice was deep and hoarse,

the matter with your throat? Are you sick or

“I’m running a fever.”

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

had a pretty high fever these past few

or less had an

“Don’t just

and sat directly on the small

After he squatted for just a short while,

was

water and continued to

beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days,

one was willing to tell her

returned

when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him,

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 move accurately. Samantha said she wanted to join

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

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 afraid I’ll become suspicious of you, thinking you’re deliberately

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

tilted her head to look at him and gave a sly smile. “Then, I want to know what happened to Quinton’s injury. Be

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

Nico?

brows, sensing

things out and roughly figured it out at this

was likely related to Treyton in

be both the executor and planner this

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 debt

speaking, and her charming little face displayed a mix of cold

was stunned as he gazed into the faint glimmer

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