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.

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

Their eyes met.

of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but could

as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet, and he’s

have you been up to these past couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re

his thin lips, feeling as if someone was clenching his

higher. “What’s the

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

lightly. “What’s the matter with your throat? Are you sick or

“I’m running a fever.”

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

pretty high fever these past few days given his extremely

more or less had

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

up, and sat directly on the small couch

just a short while, his legs began

he was afraid he might

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

her drink water as his Adam’s apple unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been

to tell her

to dwell on the matter any longer and returned to the main topic. “Why

lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared

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

let out a cough. He had spoken too much that his throat felt as though

for him to pour water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re

you.”

while the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at

parted. “He offended me,

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing

Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured

was likely related to Treyton in

Samantha could be both the executor and planner

could not feel at ease before

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 Lane

finished speaking, and her

was stunned as he gazed into

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