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.

She gently lifted his chin

Their eyes met.

a hint of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability

looked as though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

anything yet,

seemed to have

pursed his thin lips, feeling as if someone was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult for him to catch

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

His voice was deep

matter with your throat?

“I’m running a fever.”

out, and it had not rained

have had a pretty high fever these past few days

or less

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

offer, stood up, and sat directly on the small couch

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

he squatted for much longer, he was afraid he might be

continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s injuries? Who did

apple unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so I’m not sure. Maybe he

one was willing to

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

stared at

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 join forces

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

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

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

She tilted her head

momentarily, and his thin lips slightly parted.

Nico?

sensing he was hiding

had sorted things out and roughly figured it

related to Treyton

both

feel at ease before she settled

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

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

into the

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