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.

even more confused. She gently lifted his

Their eyes met.

lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but could not quite

looked as though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

haven’t even asked anything yet, and he’s already feeling

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

someone was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult

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

he responded curtly. His voice was deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed

with

“I’m running a fever.”

been staying in the villa for two days without going out, and it had not rained during that time. How

these past few

or less

just squat there. Sit on the couch

stood up, and sat directly on the

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

longer, he was afraid he might be unable

a glass of water and continued to ask, “What

moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two

one was willing to tell her

the matter any longer and returned to

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

“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 with me but was also prepared for

He had spoken too much

for himself. 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, thinking you’re

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

one hand while the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave a sly smile. “Then, I want to know what happened

parted. “He offended

Nico?

brows, sensing he was

out and

was likely related to Treyton

Samantha could be both the executor and planner this

at ease

who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to collect a debt from

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

into the faint glimmer in her

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