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.

with a hint of red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to

though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet, and he’s already feeling

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

his thin lips, feeling as if someone was clenching his heart, the pain making it

higher. “What’s the matter? Cat got your

was deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed

with your

“I’m running a fever.”

days without going out, and it had not rained during that time.

fever these past few

less had

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

and

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

he squatted for much longer, he was afraid

of water and continued to ask, “What happened to

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

one was willing to tell

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

his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him

out orders. There was someone behind

much

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

it from you.” As for whether she believed him or

her cheek on one hand 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

parted. “He offended me, so I had

Nico?

her brows, sensing he

speaking, Gwendolyn had sorted things out and

was likely related to

aside, Samantha could be both the executor and planner

feel at ease before she

gently straightened her red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine,

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

he gazed into the faint

came to 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

glance and felt