The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 171

Gwendolyn had known Maverick for so long. Although he had put on the pitiful act a few times before, this was the first time Gwendolyn had seen him sniffling like an actual child.

Is he genuinely sad?

She sighed helplessly, her tone softening a bit. “We agreed to put on a show. Did you get emotionally involved?”

Maverick remained silent with his eyes lowered. Within those dark pupils, there was a hint of vulnerability.

He was indeed emotionally involved, deeply immersed, and completely captivated.

In the end, he was left battered and bruised by the harsh reality, his heart aching intensely.

Gwendolyn didn’t have much to say; she knew that staying alert from beginning to end was the only way to avoid losing her rationality.

Acting was just acting; the fake could never become real. She had always been able to distinguish between the two clearly.

He wants me to coax him? Impossible.

Moreover, Gwendolyn couldn’t come up with any comforting words to say.

She turned around to leave decisively. Her tone regained its coldness as she urged, “Hurry up and get to work. I’m going to sleep.”

Just as she took a step forward, Maverick gripped her wrist from behind.

With a weary expression on her face, she said, “Let go. I’m tired.” She just wanted to sleep.

However, Maverick did not budge, his reddened eyes gazing at her with immense grievance.

“Gwendolyn… Can you occasionally show some concern and consider my feelings too? After all, a wounded heart will eventually ache.”

There was a touch of imploration in his deep, quivering voice. His Adam’s apple moved gently, and he held her wrist with force.

Gwendolyn’s back stiffened as she stood still.

but these words felt strange coming from Maverick’s

totally heartbroken and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain before, too. If it hurts

soon as she finished speaking, she pried Maverick’s

Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up

she too had her

merely experiencing the pain she once

He deserved it.

waste any more time. He went to the backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully swept

night was

his face pale. Even when he was holding a wooden broom and doing a mundane task, he exuded an air

the room on the third floor, Gwendolyn

stood quietly behind the window and watched

she indifferently withdrew her gaze

continued sweeping until two in the morning and finally

being exposed to the cold wind for several hours, wearing

the sound of coughing coming from

immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On

lips with his fist every time

in the stairwell for a while and watched his every little move. She pressed her red

saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white tulle skirt. Her thin shoulders appeared

hurriedly grabbed the trench coat from the coat rack by the door and helped her

have a great figure, so you’ll still look good with an extra layer of

Instead, she lifted

carefully helping her put on the trench coat. In spite of the calm look in his

you’re sick, take a day off and rest. There’s no need to force yourself to

a second of

he pulled out a chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over and sat

became

wounds had almost healed, so they were discharged from the hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had also recovered aside from some remaining bruises on

in, the three of them stood in the empty space of

and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two. In general, they were quite pleasing to the

of oatmeal and smiled contentedly. “This is great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going to be lively from now

side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one

furrowed his brows and asked,

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