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 of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but could

as though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet, and he’s already feeling

been up to these past couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re

feeling as if someone was clenching his heart, the

little higher. “What’s

deep and hoarse, yet his tone

“What’s the matter with your throat? Are you

“I’m running a fever.”

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

have had a pretty high fever these past few days given

less had

just squat there.

the offer, stood up, and sat directly on the

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

was afraid he might

and continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s injuries?

a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so

willing to tell her the

not want to dwell on the matter any longer and returned to the main topic.

speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him, “I want to hear

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

he let out a cough. He had spoken too much that his throat

eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t

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

while the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head

lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so

Nico?

her brows, sensing

and roughly figured it out at

related to Treyton in

both the

could not feel at ease before

her red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today.

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

into the faint

already taken the black

Nico, arranging for Neville

gathered, Gwendolyn took a glance and felt