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.

black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability

as though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

haven’t even asked anything yet, and he’s already

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

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

a little higher.

responded curtly. His voice was deep and

chuckled lightly. “What’s the matter with

“I’m running a fever.”

and it

these past few days given his extremely

more or less had

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

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

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

much longer, he was afraid he might be unable to

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

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

one was willing to tell her the

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

speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding

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 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

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

stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t you afraid I’ll become

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

her knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave

parted. “He offended

Nico?

her brows, sensing he was hiding

and roughly figured it out

was likely related to

aside, Samantha could be both the executor and

feel at ease before she settled the

mine,

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

as he gazed into

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

followed her and contacted Nico, arranging for Neville

took a glance and