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.

wounded heart would ache, but these

I’ve experienced that pain before, too. If it hurts so much, you

she pried Maverick’s hand off and entered the villa without

close the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to

time, she

merely experiencing the pain

He deserved it.

time. He went to the backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully swept up all the fallen leaves in the

late autumn night

a thin white shirt, his face pale. Even when he was holding a wooden broom and doing

room on the third floor, Gwendolyn

and watched

a few minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went to

in the morning

exposed to the cold wind for several hours, wearing

to the sound

up and putting on her makeup, she went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out

for Gwendolyn to wake up, Maverick covered his lips with his fist every time he coughed, trying to keep it as quiet

move. She pressed her red

a black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy

trench coat from the coat rack by the

warm. You have a great figure, so you’ll still look good with an extra layer of clothes on you,” he

did not refuse. Instead, she lifted her head

look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick, and

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

a second of hesitation, he responded, “All

a chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over

became lively. It was the sound of laughter from

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

in, the three of them stood in the empty

particular, had

took a sip of oatmeal and smiled contentedly. “This is great. Everyone’s back here, so

up the bodyguards one by one before his

his brows and asked, “Who are

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