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.

his deep black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but

though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet, and he’s already

have said you’re not allowed to

if someone was clenching his

higher. “What’s the matter? Cat

curtly. His voice was deep and

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

“I’m running a fever.”

in the villa for two days without going out, and

fever these past few days given

less

“Don’t just squat there. Sit on the couch

and

squatted for just a short while, his legs began to

much longer, he was afraid he

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

watched 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.

one was willing to tell her

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

Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding

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

out a 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 me about joining forces, but aren’t you afraid I’ll become suspicious of you, thinking you’re deliberately exposing

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

her knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave a sly smile. “Then, I want to know what happened to Quinton’s injury. Be

lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so I had Nico hurt

Nico?

brows, sensing

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

to Treyton in some

aside, Samantha could be both the executor and planner this

could not feel at ease

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

sparkled like stars as she finished speaking, and her charming little

stunned as he gazed into

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

Neville and his subordinates to

gathered, Gwendolyn took a glance and