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.

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

looked as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

haven’t even asked anything yet, and

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

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

raised her chin a little higher. “What’s

was deep and hoarse, yet his tone

matter with your

“I’m running a fever.”

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

a pretty high fever these past few days given his

more or less

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

offer, stood up, and sat directly on the small

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

was

water and continued to ask, “What happened to

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

to tell her the

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

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

carrying out orders. There was someone behind

much

eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re

from you.”

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

his thin lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so

Nico?

brows, sensing he was hiding

speaking, Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured it out at this

related to Treyton in some

both the executor and

ease before

velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your

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

he gazed into the faint glimmer in

came to his senses, Gwendolyn had already taken the black

for Neville and his subordinates to work for her

had gathered, Gwendolyn took a glance and felt