Wooing My Ex-Wife
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.
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.
as though
Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.
aggrieved? “What have you been up to these past couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re not allowed to
any housework during this time?” Maverick pursed his thin lips, feeling as if someone was clenching his heart, the
her chin a
your tongue?” “I’m recuperating,”
deep and hoarse, yet his tone
Gwendolyn chuckled lightly.
throat? Are you sick or something?” “I’m running a
villa for two days without going out, and it
have had a pretty high fever these past few days given his extremely
less
her grip
“Don’t just squat there.
on the couch over
up, and sat directly
already relatively
for just a short while, his legs began to feel numb, and his head
was afraid he
glass of water and continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s injuries? Who did it?” Maverick watched her drink water as his Adam’s apple unconsciously moved
casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so I’m
Maybe he fell.
was willing to
want to dwell on the matter
you at the charity gala that day?” Maverick had just parted his lips to speak when
rode in Samantha’s car and went to the countryside to meet
He gulped and stole a glance
her demeanor, he went on, “At the party, Samantha was just carrying out
behind her, scheming and
calculated every
with me but was also prepared for the possibility that I would refuse
his throat felt
handed him a cup, gesturing for him
filled with amusement as she
deliberately
him or not, that was not something
resting her cheek on one hand while the other was propped on her
to look at him and gave a sly
know what happened to Quinton’s
Be honest.
Maverick pondered momentarily, and his thin lips slightly
I had Nico hurt
Gwendolyn furrowed her brows, sensing he
and roughly figured
likely related to Treyton
Samantha could be both the executor and
feel at ease before she
stood up and gently straightened her red velvet
mine, I’ll have your people work
collect a debt from the Lane
speaking, and her charming little face displayed
was stunned as he gazed into the
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