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.

Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but could not

as though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet, and he’s already

couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re not allowed to go

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

a little higher. “What’s the matter? Cat got

voice was deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed subtle

chuckled lightly. “What’s the matter with your

“I’m running a fever.”

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

fever these past few days given his extremely

or less had

grip on his chin. “Don’t just

and

while, his legs began to feel numb, and his head felt a bit

he was

continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s

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

not want to dwell on the matter any longer and returned to the main topic. “Why were you at the charity gala that

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

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

cough. He had spoken too much that his

handed him a cup, gesturing for him to pour water for himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling

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

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

thin lips slightly parted. “He offended

Nico?

brows, sensing he was hiding

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

likely related to

Samantha could be both the executor and planner this

not feel at ease before she settled

was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m

speaking, and her charming little face displayed a mix of cold arrogance and

gazed into the faint glimmer

already taken the black trench coat from the coat

Nico, arranging for Neville and his subordinates to

everyone had gathered, Gwendolyn took a glance and felt it