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.

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

though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

haven’t even asked anything yet, and he’s already

been up 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 during this

someone was clenching his heart,

her chin a little higher. “What’s the matter? Cat got

recuperating,” he responded curtly. His voice was deep and hoarse, yet his

matter with your throat? Are you sick or

“I’m running a fever.”

out, and it had not rained during that time.

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

more or less had an

just

offer, stood up, and sat directly on the small

a short while,

he was afraid he might

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

a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so I’m not sure. Maybe he

willing to tell her

did not want to dwell on the matter any longer and returned to the main topic. “Why were you at

when Gwendolyn stared at him intently,

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

too much that his throat felt

water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t

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

knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave

thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me,

Nico?

her brows, sensing he was hiding

Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured it out at this

likely related to

Samantha could be both the executor and

could not feel at ease before she settled the

mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to collect

as she finished speaking, and her

gazed into the faint glimmer in

his senses, Gwendolyn had already taken the black trench coat from the coat rack, ready

arranging for Neville and his subordinates

everyone had gathered, Gwendolyn took a glance and felt