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.

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

as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

haven’t even asked anything yet,

Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re not allowed to go out. Have you not done any housework during

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

chin a little higher. “What’s the

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

chuckled lightly. “What’s the matter with your throat? Are you

“I’m running a fever.”

villa for two days without going out, and it had

must have had a pretty high fever these past

less had an

on his chin. “Don’t just squat

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

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

longer, he was afraid he might be

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

a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in

one was willing to

on the matter any longer and returned to the main topic. “Why were you at the charity gala that

to speak when Gwendolyn stared at

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

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

filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining

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

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

pondered momentarily, and his thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so I

Nico?

her brows, sensing

out and roughly figured it out

related to Treyton in some

Samantha could be both the executor and planner

not feel at ease

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

finished speaking, and her charming little face

stunned as he gazed into

already taken the black trench coat from the coat rack, ready to head

Nico, arranging for Neville and

everyone had gathered, Gwendolyn took a glance and felt it was still