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.

red. Within his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to

looked as though he had

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet, and he’s

to have said you’re not allowed to

someone was clenching his heart, the pain

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

was deep and hoarse, yet his tone

the matter with your throat? Are you sick

“I’m running a fever.”

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

a pretty high fever these past few days given

or less had

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

offer, stood up, and sat directly on

while, his legs began to feel numb, and his head

much longer, he was afraid

gracefully poured herself a glass of water and continued to

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

willing to tell

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

when Gwendolyn stared at

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

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

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

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

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

momentarily, and his thin lips slightly parted. “He offended

Nico?

sensing

out and

was likely related to Treyton in

aside, Samantha could be both the executor and planner this

not feel at ease before

velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine,

speaking, and her

he gazed into the faint glimmer

senses, Gwendolyn had already taken the black trench coat from the coat rack,

for Neville and his subordinates to work for her

gathered, Gwendolyn took a glance and felt it was

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