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.

her feel even more confused. She gently lifted his chin with her fingertips,

Their eyes met.

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

though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

anything yet,

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

was clenching his heart, the pain

a little higher. “What’s

His voice was deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed

matter with your throat? Are you sick

“I’m running a fever.”

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

these past few days given his extremely

or less had

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

stood up, and

just a short while,

he was afraid he might

continued to ask,

his Adam’s apple unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually,

to tell her

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

to speak when Gwendolyn stared

carrying out orders. There was someone behind her, scheming and planning everything meticulously. This

had spoken too much that his

him a cup, gesturing for him to pour water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re

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

propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave a sly smile. “Then, I want to

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

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he was hiding

out and roughly figured it out at this

to

Samantha could be both the executor

could not feel at ease before she settled

straightened her red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to collect

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

stunned as he gazed into the faint glimmer

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