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.

his awkwardness, which made her feel even more confused. She gently lifted his chin with her fingertips,

Their eyes met.

Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but could not quite

looked as though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet, and he’s already feeling

days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said

clenching his heart, the

a little higher.

curtly. His voice was deep and

lightly. “What’s the matter with your

“I’m running a fever.”

for two days without going out, and

have had a pretty high fever these past few days given his extremely

or less had

her grip on his chin. “Don’t just

offer, stood up, and

already relatively weak. After he squatted for just a short while, his legs began to feel numb, and his

much longer, he was afraid he

continued

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

was willing to

returned to the main topic. “Why were you at the charity gala that

when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him,

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

much that his throat felt as though it was

she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but

to hear the truth from me, I won’t hide it from you.” As for whether she believed him or not, that was not

other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to

momentarily, and his thin lips slightly parted.

Nico?

her brows, sensing he was hiding

things out and

likely related to Treyton in

Samantha could be both the

ease before she settled the

your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people

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

he gazed into the

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