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.

a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to conceal but

though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet,

you been up to these past couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re not allowed to go out. Have

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

chin a little higher. “What’s

recuperating,” he responded curtly. His voice was deep and hoarse, yet his

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

“I’m running a fever.”

going out, and it

a pretty high fever these past

less had

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

the offer, stood up, and sat directly

After he squatted for just a short while,

he was afraid he might be

of water and continued to ask, “What

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,

to tell her

and returned to the main topic. “Why were you

had just parted his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently,

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

let out a cough. He had spoken too much that his throat felt as though

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

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

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 Quinton’s injury. Be

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

Nico?

brows, sensing he was hiding something

things out and

was likely related to Treyton

be both the executor and planner

ease before

straightened her red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to collect a debt from the

she finished speaking, and her charming

he gazed into the faint glimmer in

his senses, Gwendolyn had already taken the black trench

Nico, arranging for Neville and his

everyone had gathered, Gwendolyn took a glance and felt it was