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.

black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance

looked as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet, and

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

was clenching his heart, the pain making it

chin a little higher.

recuperating,” he responded curtly. His voice was deep

“What’s the matter with

“I’m running a fever.”

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

had a pretty high fever these past few days given

more or less had

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

up, and sat directly on the small

After he squatted for just a short while, his legs began

he was afraid he might be unable to hold

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

her drink water as 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

want to dwell on the matter any longer and returned

his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared

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

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

water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining

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

her head to look

lips slightly parted.

Nico?

brows, sensing he

Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured it

was likely related to

Samantha could be both the executor

not feel at ease before she

stood up and gently straightened her red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for

eyes sparkled like stars as she finished speaking, and her charming little face displayed a mix of

into the faint glimmer in

his senses, Gwendolyn had already taken the black trench coat

followed her and contacted Nico, arranging for Neville and his subordinates

everyone had gathered, Gwendolyn took a glance and felt

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