The Ex and Her Riches

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.

sensed his awkwardness, which made her feel even more confused. She gently lifted his chin with her fingertips, forcing him to look

Their eyes met.

Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he

as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

anything yet,

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

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

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

curtly. His voice was deep and hoarse, yet his

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

“I’m running a fever.”

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

must have had a pretty high fever these past few days given

less had an

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

stood up, and sat

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

he squatted for much longer, he was afraid he

of water and continued to ask, “What happened to

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 for two

willing to tell her

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

stared at him intently,

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

a cough. He had spoken too much that his throat felt

amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t you afraid I’ll become suspicious of you, thinking

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

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

slightly parted. “He offended me, so I had

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he was

speaking, Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured it out at

to Treyton

could be both the executor

could not feel at ease before she settled the

stood up and gently straightened her red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me

speaking, and her charming little face displayed a mix of cold

as he gazed into