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.

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

Their eyes met.

Within his deep black pupils lay a

as though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

asked anything yet, and he’s already

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

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

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

deep and

lightly. “What’s the matter with your throat?

“I’m running a fever.”

for two days without going out, and it

a pretty high fever these past few

less had

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

up, and sat

already relatively weak. After he squatted for just a short while, his legs began to feel

was afraid he might be unable

gracefully poured herself a glass of water and continued to ask,

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 I’m

willing to tell her the

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

had just parted his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him,

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 forces with me but was also prepared for the possibility that I would refuse and had plans

he let out a cough. He had spoken too much that his throat

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

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

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

parted. “He offended me, so I had Nico

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he

speaking, Gwendolyn had sorted things out and

was likely related to Treyton in some

be both the

not feel at ease before she

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 a debt from the

her charming little face displayed a mix of cold

as he gazed into

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