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

though he

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet, and he’s already

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

someone was clenching his heart,

higher. “What’s the matter? Cat

voice was deep and hoarse, yet his tone conveyed subtle

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

“I’m running a fever.”

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

pretty high fever these past few days given his

more or less had

“Don’t just

the offer, stood up, and sat directly

while, his legs

longer, he was afraid he

water and continued to ask, “What happened to Quinton’s

slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days,

willing to

returned to the main topic. “Why

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

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

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

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

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

while the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him

and his thin lips slightly parted. “He offended

Nico?

her brows, sensing he was hiding something

Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured it

related to Treyton in

aside, Samantha could be both the executor and

ease

mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to collect a

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

was stunned as he gazed into the faint

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

Nico, arranging for Neville

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