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.

pupils lay a sense

though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

even asked anything yet, and he’s already feeling

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

was clenching his heart, the pain making it difficult for him to catch

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

was deep and hoarse, yet his

matter with your throat? Are you sick

“I’m running a fever.”

days without going out, and it had not rained during that time. How could he have caught a

must have had a pretty high fever these past few days given his extremely pale

less had an

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

accepted the offer, stood up, and sat directly on the small

was already relatively weak. After he squatted for just a short while, his legs began to feel numb, and his head felt

he squatted for much longer, he was afraid he might be unable

and continued to ask,

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

willing to tell her the

returned to the main topic. “Why were you at the

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

went to the 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.

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

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

from you.” As for whether

one hand while the other was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to

lips slightly parted. “He offended me, so

Nico?

sensing

Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly figured it out at

to Treyton

Samantha could be both

not feel at ease before she settled the

subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll

as she finished speaking, and her charming little face

gazed into the faint glimmer in

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

her and contacted Nico, arranging for Neville and his subordinates to work for her for a

everyone had gathered, Gwendolyn took a glance and felt it