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.

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

go after feeling totally heartbroken and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain

she finished speaking, she pried Maverick’s hand

the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up

she too had her sincere feelings

merely experiencing the pain

He deserved it.

went to the backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully

night

was holding a wooden broom and doing a mundane

the third floor, Gwendolyn did not

the window and watched him with

indifferently withdrew

the

to the cold wind for several hours, wearing only a

the sound of coughing coming

immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On the

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

stairwell for a while and watched his every little move. She

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

grabbed the trench coat from the coat rack by the door and helped her put it

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

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,

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

stopped adjusting her collar. Following a second of hesitation, he responded,

on her coat, he pulled out a chair for her.

when the yard outside became lively. It was the sound of laughter from a

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

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

waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly

contentedly. “This is great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going to be lively from now

the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by one before his gaze paused on Justin’s

his brows and asked, “Who

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