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 with

Their eyes met.

black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to

as though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

asked anything yet, and he’s

couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re not allowed to

lips, feeling as if someone was clenching his heart, the pain

her chin a little higher. “What’s

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

lightly. “What’s the matter with

“I’m running a fever.”

the villa for two days without going out, and it had

these past few

or less had an

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

and sat directly on the

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

much longer, he was afraid he might be

glass of water and continued to ask, “What happened to

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 days, so I’m

willing to tell her the

any longer and returned to the main topic.

stared at

Seeing no 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 move accurately. Samantha said she wanted

much that

were filled with amusement as she stared at him.

you.” As for whether she

her lips, resting her cheek on one hand while the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him

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

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he was

had sorted things out and roughly figured it out at

likely related to Treyton

be both the executor and planner this

at ease before she settled the

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

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

as he gazed into the faint

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