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.

lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he

though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet,

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

clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult for him

higher. “What’s the matter? Cat got

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

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 he have caught

must have had a pretty high fever these past few days

more or less had

chin. “Don’t just

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

for just a short while,

he was afraid he might

and continued to ask,

water as his Adam’s apple unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my

was willing to tell her the

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

had just parted his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him, “I want to hear the

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 I would refuse and

spoken too much that his throat felt as though it

stared at him. “You’re telling me

from me, I won’t hide it from you.” As for whether

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

slightly parted. “He offended me, so I had

Nico?

sensing he was

and

related to Treyton in some

aside, Samantha could be both the executor

could not feel at ease before she settled the

subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have

and her charming little

into the faint glimmer

senses, Gwendolyn had already taken the black

hurriedly followed her and contacted Nico, arranging for Neville and his subordinates

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

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