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.

wounded heart would ache, but these words felt strange coming

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 today were also for

pried Maverick’s hand off and

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

a time, she too had her sincere feelings hurt by

experiencing the pain she once

He deserved it.

a broom, and carefully swept up all

late autumn night

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

third floor,

stood quietly behind the window and watched him with icy eyes,

she indifferently withdrew her gaze

the morning

wearing only a thin layer of

woke up to the sound of coughing coming

she went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling

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

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

velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy

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

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

did not refuse. Instead, she lifted her head to observe

calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick, and his handsome face and

and rest. There’s no need to force yourself

a second of

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

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

had almost healed, so they were discharged from the hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had also recovered aside from some remaining bruises

of them stood in the empty space of

had similar height, with well-built physiques, long legs, and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two. In general, they were quite

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

the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one

furrowed his brows and

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