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

Their eyes met.

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

looked as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet,

these past couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said

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

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

voice was deep and hoarse, yet his tone

chuckled lightly. “What’s the matter with your

“I’m running a fever.”

two days without going out, and it had not rained during that time. How could he have caught

pretty high fever these past

or less had

just squat there.

and

while, his legs

longer, he was afraid he might be unable to hold

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

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

willing to

matter any longer and returned to the main topic.

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

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 to silence

spoken too much that his throat felt as though it

handed him a cup, gesturing for him to pour water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling

the truth from me, I won’t hide it from you.”

one hand while the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to

slightly parted. “He offended

Nico?

her brows, sensing he was hiding

speaking, Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured

likely related to Treyton

aside, Samantha could be both the executor and planner this

could not feel at ease

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

was stunned as he gazed into the faint glimmer

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