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 these

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

Maverick’s hand off

as she climbed up to the third floor, eventually disappearing around the

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

experiencing

He deserved it.

didn’t waste any more time. He went to the backyard, grabbed a broom, and

autumn night

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

the third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn on the

and watched him with icy eyes, seemingly lost

minutes, she indifferently withdrew her

in the morning and finally cleaned

several hours, wearing

up to the sound

saw a tall figure bustling in and out of

lips with his fist every time he coughed, trying to keep it as quiet

move. She pressed her red lips together and, without a word, quietly descended

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

coat rack by the door and helped her put

warm. You have a great figure, so you’ll still look

refuse. Instead, she lifted her head to

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

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

Following a second of hesitation, he responded, “All

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

became lively. It was the sound

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

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

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

is great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going

the bodyguards

brows and asked, “Who

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