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

let go after feeling totally heartbroken and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain before, too. If it

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

figure as she

time, she too

he was merely experiencing the pain she

He deserved it.

grabbed a broom, and carefully swept up all the fallen

late autumn night

he was holding a wooden broom and doing a mundane task, he exuded an air of

the room on the third floor, Gwendolyn did not

quietly behind the window and watched him with icy

a few minutes, she indifferently withdrew her

two in the morning and

exposed to the cold wind for several hours, wearing only a thin layer

sound of coughing coming

figure bustling in and

Maverick covered his lips with his fist every time he

watched his every little move. She pressed her red lips together and, without

in a black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white tulle skirt. Her

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

has turned chilly, 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 of clothes

refuse. Instead, she lifted her

spite of the calm look in

day off and rest. There’s no need to

Following a second of hesitation, he

chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over and sat down, silently eating

outside became lively. It was the sound

almost healed, so they were discharged from the hospital that day. As for Justin,

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

narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two.

of oatmeal and smiled contentedly. “This is great.

the bodyguards one by one before his gaze paused on

and

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