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 these words felt strange coming from Maverick’s

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

speaking, she pried Maverick’s hand off and entered the villa

she didn’t close the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up

was right. Once upon a time, she too had her sincere feelings hurt

he was merely experiencing

He deserved it.

time. He went to the backyard, grabbed a broom,

late autumn night

was holding a wooden broom and

floor, Gwendolyn did not

the window and watched him with icy eyes, seemingly lost in

minutes, she indifferently withdrew her

sweeping until two in the

to the cold wind for several hours, wearing only

to the sound of coughing coming from

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

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

a while and watched his every little move. She pressed her red lips together and, without a word, quietly descended

velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white tulle

trench coat from the coat rack by the door and helped

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

she lifted

calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick, and his handsome face

sick, take a day off and rest. There’s no need to force yourself to go to Wright Construction

stopped adjusting her collar. Following a second of hesitation, he

a chair for her.

yard outside became lively. It was the sound of laughter from a

that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had also recovered aside from some

of them stood in the empty space of

well-built physiques, long legs, and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two. In general, they were quite pleasing to the

oatmeal and smiled contentedly. “This is great.

stood silently to the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by one before his gaze

brows and asked, “Who

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