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

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

speaking, she pried Maverick’s

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

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

merely experiencing the

He deserved it.

time. He went to the backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully swept up all the

late autumn night was

only a thin white shirt, his face pale. Even when he was holding a wooden broom and doing a mundane task, he exuded an air of nobility and

the room on the third floor, Gwendolyn did not

and watched him with icy eyes, seemingly

withdrew her gaze and went

sweeping until two in the morning and finally cleaned

being exposed to the cold wind for several hours, wearing only

the sound of

a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On the table was a

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

little move. She pressed her red

in a black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white tulle skirt. Her thin shoulders appeared quite

from the coat rack by the door and helped

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

not refuse. Instead, she lifted her head to

was carefully helping her put on the trench coat. In spite of the calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick, and his handsome face and lips lacked

a day off and rest. There’s no need

her collar. Following a second of hesitation, he responded, “All

her. Gwendolyn walked straight over

the yard outside became lively. It was the sound

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

the three of them stood in the empty space of the

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

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

the bodyguards

furrowed his brows and asked, “Who

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