Wooing My Ex-Wife

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.

Gwendolyn sensed his awkwardness, which made her feel even more confused.

She gently lifted his chin with her fingertips, forcing him to look up.

Their eyes met.

Maverick’s eyes were tinged with a hint of red.

Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but could not quite hide.

looked as though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet, and he’s already feeling aggrieved? “What have you been up to these past couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said

any housework during this time?” Maverick pursed his thin lips, feeling as if someone was clenching his heart,

raised her chin a

got your tongue?” “I’m

and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed

Gwendolyn chuckled lightly.

your throat? Are you

villa for two days without

a pretty high fever these past few days

less had an

her grip on

“Don’t just squat there.

on the couch

the offer, stood up, and sat directly on the

already relatively

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

much longer, he was

“What happened to Quinton’s injuries? Who did it?” Maverick

a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so

Maybe he fell.

No one was willing to tell her the

the matter any longer and returned to the

charity gala that day?” Maverick had just parted his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him

rode in Samantha’s car and

He gulped and stole

her demeanor, he went on, “At the party, Samantha was just carrying out

someone behind her,

calculated every

the possibility

his throat felt as though it was

him a cup, gesturing for

amusement as she stared

me about joining forces, but aren’t you afraid I’ll become suspicious of you, thinking you’re deliberately exposing yourself?” “Since

him or not, that was not something he

resting her cheek on one hand while the other

look at him and gave

I want to know what

Be honest.

Maverick pondered momentarily, and his thin lips slightly

me, so I

Gwendolyn furrowed her brows, sensing he was

had sorted things out and roughly figured it out

likely related to Treyton

could be both

feel at ease before she settled

up and gently straightened her red velvet

was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me

going to collect a debt from the Lane

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

gazed into the faint glimmer in her