The Ex and Her Riches

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

Their eyes met.

tinged with a hint of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a

looked as though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

anything yet, and he’s already

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

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

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

deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed

the matter with your throat? Are you

“I’m running a fever.”

had been staying in the villa for two days without going out, and it had not

these

more or less had an

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

offer, stood up, and

for just a short while, his legs began to feel numb,

squatted for much longer, he was

of water and continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s injuries? Who did

he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so I’m not

was willing to tell

matter any longer and returned to the main

when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him, “I

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 said she wanted to join forces with me but was also prepared for the possibility that I would refuse and had

too much that his throat felt as though it

eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t you

want to hear the truth from me, I won’t hide it from you.” As for whether

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

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

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he was hiding something

had sorted things out and roughly

was likely related to Treyton in

aside, Samantha could be both the executor

could not feel at ease

hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to collect a debt from the

stars as she finished speaking, and her charming little face displayed a mix

gazed into the