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.

deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance

as though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet,

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 done any housework during

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

raised her chin a little higher. “What’s the

curtly. His voice was deep and hoarse,

matter with your throat?

“I’m running a fever.”

the villa for two days without going out, and it had

high fever these past few days given his extremely pale

less had

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

and sat directly on

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

squatted for much longer, he was

a glass of water and continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s

her 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 sure. Maybe he

was willing to tell her the

the matter any longer and returned to the main topic.

when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding

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 me but was also prepared for the possibility that I would refuse and had plans to

out a cough. He had spoken too much that his

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

won’t hide it from you.” As for whether she believed him or not, that was

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 smile. “Then, I want to know what happened to

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

Nico?

sensing

Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured it out

to Treyton in

aside, Samantha could be both the executor and planner this

feel at ease before

it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to collect a debt

as she finished speaking, and her charming little face displayed a

stunned as he gazed into the faint glimmer

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

contacted Nico, arranging for Neville and his

a glance