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.

heart would ache, but these words felt strange coming from

for someone to choose to 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

she pried Maverick’s hand off

close the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed

she too had

was merely experiencing the

He deserved it.

grabbed a

late autumn night was

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

the third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn

the window and watched him with icy eyes, seemingly lost

she indifferently withdrew her gaze

sweeping until two in the morning

exposed to the cold wind for several hours, wearing only a thin layer of clothing, he caught a

the sound of coughing

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,

stood in the stairwell for a while and watched his every little move. She pressed

velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white

the trench coat from the coat rack by the door and helped

has turned chilly, 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 layer of

Instead, she lifted

In spite of the calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly

no need to force yourself to go

adjusting her collar. Following a second of hesitation,

a chair for her. Gwendolyn walked

halfway through her meal when the yard outside became lively. It was the sound

day. As for

them stood in the empty

narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two. In general,

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,

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