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.

course, a wounded heart would ache, but these words felt strange coming from

let go after feeling totally heartbroken and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain before, too. If it hurts so much, you should let go sooner. The words I said to Charles

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

door. Maverick watched her figure as she

a time, she too had her sincere feelings hurt by

was merely experiencing

He deserved it.

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

late autumn night was

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

floor, Gwendolyn did not turn

window and watched him with icy

indifferently withdrew

two in the morning and finally cleaned

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

up to the sound of coughing coming

she went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On the table

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

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

turned around and saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved top and

rack by the

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

not refuse. Instead, she lifted her

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

off and rest. There’s no need to force yourself

stopped adjusting her collar. Following a

putting on her coat, he pulled out a chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over and sat down,

through her meal when the yard outside became

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

of them stood in

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

contentedly. “This is great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s

bodyguards one by one

his brows and

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