The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

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.

his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but

though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet, and

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

feeling as if someone was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult for him to catch

her chin a little higher. “What’s the

voice was deep and hoarse, yet his

the matter with your throat? Are you sick or

“I’m running a fever.”

the villa for two days without going out, and it had not rained during

had a pretty high fever these past few days given

less

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

the offer, stood up, and sat directly on the small

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

he was afraid he might

and continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s injuries?

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

to tell her

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

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

in Samantha’s car and went to the countryside to meet Natasha.” He gulped and 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 her, scheming and planning everything meticulously. This person calculated every move accurately. Samantha said she wanted to join forces with me but was

much that his

with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t you afraid I’ll

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

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

slightly parted. “He offended me, so I had

Nico?

brows, sensing

sorted things out and roughly

to Treyton in some

Samantha could be both the executor and

could not feel at ease before she settled

was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll

she finished speaking, and her charming little

was stunned as he gazed into the faint

Gwendolyn had already taken the black

Neville and his subordinates to work

glance and