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.

ache, but these

I’ve experienced that pain before, too. If it hurts

speaking, she pried Maverick’s hand off and entered the villa without looking

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

she too had her sincere feelings hurt by

merely experiencing the pain

He deserved it.

grabbed a broom, and carefully swept up all the fallen leaves

late autumn night was

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

the third floor, Gwendolyn did

and watched

minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went

the morning and finally cleaned the

the cold wind for several hours, wearing only a thin layer of clothing,

woke up to the sound

freshening up and putting on her makeup, she went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On the table

time for Gwendolyn to wake up, Maverick covered his lips with his fist every time he

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

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

the trench coat from the coat rack by the door and

you’re indoors, make sure to keep warm. You have a great figure, so you’ll still look good

she lifted

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

off and rest. There’s no need

collar. Following a

chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over and sat

became

from the hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had

them stood in the empty space of the

long legs, and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other

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

side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by one

and

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