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

Their eyes met.

red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense

as though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet, and

seemed to have said you’re not allowed to

was clenching his heart, the

higher. “What’s the matter?

was deep and

with your

“I’m running a fever.”

two days without going out, and

have had a pretty high fever these past few

more or less had an

her grip on his chin. “Don’t just squat there. Sit on the couch over

and sat directly on the small

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

longer, he was afraid

herself a glass of water and continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s injuries?

slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying

to

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

just parted his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at

was just carrying out orders. There was someone behind her,

had spoken too much that his throat felt as though it was

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

won’t hide it from you.” As for whether she believed

on one hand while the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave a

slightly parted. “He offended me, so

Nico?

sensing

had sorted things out and roughly figured it out

related to Treyton in some

aside, Samantha could be both the executor and planner this

feel at ease before she

and gently straightened her 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

she finished speaking, and her

he gazed into the faint glimmer

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