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.

would ache, but these words felt strange coming from

feeling totally heartbroken and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain before,

pried Maverick’s hand off

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

upon a time, she too

merely experiencing the

He deserved it.

He went to the backyard, grabbed a broom,

night was bitingly

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

on the third floor, Gwendolyn did

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

a few minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went

until two in the morning and

wind for several hours, wearing only

woke up to the sound of coughing coming from

saw a tall figure bustling in and

his lips with his fist every time he

his every little move. She pressed her red

turned around and saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white tulle skirt. Her thin

from the coat rack by the door

you’re indoors, make sure to keep warm. You have a great

Instead, she lifted her head

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

no need to force yourself

stopped adjusting her collar. Following a second of

for her. Gwendolyn walked straight

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

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

the three of them stood in

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

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

side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards

his brows and

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