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.

confused. She gently lifted his chin with her fingertips, forcing him

Their eyes met.

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

as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

asked anything yet, and he’s already feeling

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

as if someone was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult for him to catch

higher. “What’s the matter?

curtly. His voice was deep and hoarse,

lightly. “What’s the matter with

“I’m running a fever.”

going out, and it had not rained during

these past few days

or less had an

just squat

accepted the offer, stood up, and sat

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

much longer, he was afraid he might be unable to

a glass of water and continued to ask, “What happened to

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

one was willing to

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

stared at him intently,

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 forces with me but was also prepared for the possibility that I

out a cough. He had spoken too much that his throat felt as though it was on

Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me

from you.”

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 him and gave a sly smile. “Then, I want to know what happened

slightly parted. “He offended me, so I

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing

sorted things out and roughly figured it out at

related to Treyton in some

be both the executor and planner

feel at ease

straightened her red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have

she finished speaking, and her charming little face displayed a

was stunned as he gazed into the faint glimmer in her

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