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.

a wounded heart would ache, but

pain before, too. If it hurts so much, you should let go sooner. The words I said to Charles today

pried Maverick’s hand off and entered

Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the third floor, eventually disappearing

was right. Once upon a time, she

he was merely experiencing the

He deserved it.

grabbed a broom,

late autumn night was bitingly

he was holding a wooden broom

room on the third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn on

quietly behind the window and watched him with icy

minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went to

until two in the

several hours, wearing only a thin layer of clothing, he caught a cold the

woke up to the sound

her makeup, she went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On the table

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

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

footsteps, Maverick turned around and saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved

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

make sure to keep warm. You have a great figure, so you’ll still look good with an extra

she lifted her head

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

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

stopped adjusting her collar. Following a

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

became lively. It was the sound of laughter

the hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had also recovered

the three of them

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

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

the bodyguards one by one before his

furrowed his brows and

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