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.

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

Their eyes met.

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

as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet,

up to these past couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have

was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult for him

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

voice was deep and hoarse,

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

“I’m running a fever.”

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

must have had a pretty high fever these

or less

“Don’t just squat there. Sit on

accepted the offer, stood up, and sat directly

he squatted for just a short while, his legs began to

longer, he was afraid he might

glass of water and continued to ask,

said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so I’m not sure. Maybe he

one was willing to tell her

and returned to the main

when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him, “I

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

out a cough. He had spoken too much

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

to hear the truth from me, I won’t hide it from you.” As for

tilted her head

thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so I had Nico hurt

Nico?

her brows, sensing

Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured it

was likely related to Treyton

be both the executor and

not feel at ease before she

red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine,

speaking, and her charming little face displayed

into

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