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.

were tinged with a hint of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense

looked as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

anything yet, and he’s already

have said you’re not allowed to go out. Have

clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult for him to

raised her chin a little higher. “What’s

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

with your throat? Are you sick

“I’m running a fever.”

days without going out, and it had not rained during that time. How could he have caught

high fever these past few days given his

or less

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

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

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

he squatted for much longer, he was afraid he might

of water and continued to ask, “What happened to

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

willing to tell

to dwell on the matter any longer and returned to the

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

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 also prepared for the possibility that I would

he let out a cough. He had spoken too much that his

handed him a cup, gesturing for him to pour water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about

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

other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave a sly smile. “Then, I want to know

thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so I had Nico

Nico?

brows, sensing he

things out and

related to Treyton

be both the executor and planner

could not feel at ease

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

as she finished speaking, and her charming little face displayed a mix

stunned as he gazed into the

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

contacted Nico, arranging for Neville and his subordinates to work for her for

everyone had gathered, Gwendolyn took a glance and felt it