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.

red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability

as though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

haven’t even asked anything yet, and

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

as if someone was clenching his heart, the

little higher. “What’s

was deep and hoarse, yet his

“What’s the matter with your throat?

“I’m running a fever.”

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

these

less had

his chin. “Don’t just squat there.

and sat directly

squatted for just a short while, his legs began to feel

he was afraid he might be

water and continued to ask,

his Adam’s apple unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so I’m not sure. Maybe

to

did not want to dwell on the matter any longer and returned to the main topic.

when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him,

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

he let out a cough. He had spoken too much that his throat felt as though it was

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

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

tilted her head to look at him and gave

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

Nico?

her brows, sensing he

Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured it out

likely related to

be both the

not feel at ease

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

stars as she finished speaking, and her charming little face displayed a mix of cold arrogance

was stunned as he gazed into the faint glimmer

Gwendolyn had already taken the black trench coat from the coat rack,

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

took a glance and felt it was still