Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

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.

a sense

as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

anything yet,

to these past couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re not allowed to go out. Have you not done any housework

someone was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult

higher. “What’s the

His voice was deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed subtle

matter with

“I’m running a fever.”

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

have had a pretty high fever these past few days given his

or less had an

his chin. “Don’t just squat there. Sit on the

stood up, and sat directly on

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

squatted for much longer, he was

glass of water and continued to ask, “What

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

willing to tell her

on the matter any longer and returned to the main topic. “Why were you at the

stared at

stole a glance at Gwendolyn’s expression. Seeing no change in her demeanor, he went on, “At the party, Samantha was just carrying out orders. There was someone behind

spoken too much that his throat felt as though it

she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t you

hide it from you.” As for whether she believed

the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave a sly smile.

parted. “He offended me, so I

Nico?

brows, sensing he was hiding something

had sorted things out and roughly

related to Treyton

be both the executor and planner this

ease before she

“Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people

speaking, and her charming little face

gazed into

time he came to his senses, Gwendolyn had already taken the black trench coat from the coat rack, ready to head

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