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.

even more confused. She gently lifted his

Their eyes met.

pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to

as though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

haven’t even asked anything yet,

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

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

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

recuperating,” he responded curtly. His voice was deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed subtle

with your throat?

“I’m running a fever.”

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

pretty high fever these past few days given

more or less

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

offer, stood up, and sat directly on

just a short while, his legs began to feel numb, and his head felt

much longer, he was afraid he might

gracefully poured herself a glass of water and continued to

moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so I’m

one was willing to tell her the

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

his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him, “I want to

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

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

water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t you afraid I’ll become suspicious

it from you.” As for

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 to Quinton’s injury.

parted. “He offended me, so I had Nico

Nico?

sensing he was hiding something

speaking, Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured it

to

could be both the

could not feel at ease

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

and her charming little face displayed a mix of cold

into

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