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.

sensed his awkwardness, which made her feel even more confused. She gently lifted his

Their eyes met.

his deep black pupils lay a sense of

looked as though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

anything yet, and

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

his thin lips, feeling as if someone was clenching his heart, the pain making

little higher.

deep

“What’s the matter with your

“I’m running a fever.”

in the villa for two days without going out, and

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

less

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

offer, stood up, and

a short while, his legs began to feel numb, and his head felt a bit

he was afraid he might be unable to hold

of water and continued to

a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room

was willing to

any longer and returned to

his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently,

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

let out a cough. He had spoken too much that

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

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

tilted her head to look at

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

Nico?

her brows, sensing he was hiding

out and roughly figured it

likely related to Treyton in some

could be both the executor and planner this

could not feel at ease

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

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

was stunned as he gazed into the

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