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

Their eyes met.

a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but could not

looked as though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

asked anything yet, and he’s

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

was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult for him to

her chin a little higher.

His voice was deep

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

“I’m running a fever.”

villa for two days without going out, and it had not rained during that

had a pretty high fever these past

more or less had

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

up, and sat directly

for just a short while,

he was afraid

and continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s

beat, he said casually,

was willing to tell her the

not want to dwell on the matter any longer and returned to the main

stared at him intently, reminding him, “I want to hear

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

too much

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

you 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 something he

on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave

parted. “He offended

Nico?

her brows, sensing he was

sorted things out and

likely related to Treyton

could be both

ease

was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to

stars as she finished speaking, and her charming little face

gazed into the faint glimmer in

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