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.

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

as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet, and

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

lips, feeling as if someone was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult for him to catch his

little higher.

His voice was deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed

with your throat? Are you

“I’m running a fever.”

the villa for two days without going out, and

pretty high fever these past few days given

or less had

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

offer, stood up, and sat directly

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

he squatted for much longer, he was afraid he might be

water and continued

moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my

one was willing to tell her

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

when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him, “I want

rode in Samantha’s car and 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 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

as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t you

it from you.” As for whether she believed him

curved her lips, resting 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

thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so

Nico?

sensing he was hiding

had sorted things out and

to Treyton in some

both the executor

ease before she

gently straightened her red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to collect a debt from the

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 in her

senses, Gwendolyn had already taken the black trench coat from

hurriedly followed her and contacted Nico, arranging for Neville and

gathered, Gwendolyn took a glance and felt it