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.

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

though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

haven’t even asked anything yet, and

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

was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult

higher. “What’s the matter? Cat got

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

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

“I’m running a fever.”

villa for two days without going out, and it had not rained during that time. How could

fever these past few days given his extremely pale

less had an

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

accepted the offer, stood up, and sat

relatively weak. After he squatted for just a short while, his legs began to feel numb, and his head felt a bit

he was afraid

water and continued

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

willing to tell

and returned to the main topic. “Why were you at the

to speak when Gwendolyn stared at

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 me but was also prepared for the possibility that

a cough. He had spoken too much

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

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

curved her lips, resting her cheek on one hand while the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her

pondered momentarily, and his thin lips slightly parted. “He

Nico?

brows, sensing he was

things out and roughly figured it out at

to Treyton

both the executor and planner this

at ease before she

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 Lane

and her charming little face

gazed into the faint glimmer in

to his senses, Gwendolyn had already taken the

for Neville and his subordinates

had gathered, Gwendolyn took a glance and felt it