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.

ache, but these words felt strange coming from

retorted, “How ridiculous. It’s natural 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 words I said to Charles today were also for

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

watched her figure as she climbed

time, she too had her sincere feelings

experiencing the pain she

He deserved it.

a broom, and carefully

late autumn night was bitingly

he was holding a wooden broom and doing a mundane task, he exuded

the room on the third floor, Gwendolyn did not

watched him with icy eyes, seemingly lost in

indifferently withdrew her gaze and went to

two in the morning and finally

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

the sound of coughing

her makeup, she went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and

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

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

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

coat from the coat rack by the door

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

refuse. Instead, she

spite of the calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick, and his handsome face and lips

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

collar. Following a second of hesitation, he

her coat, he pulled out a chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over

became lively. It was

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

the three of them stood in the empty space of the living

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

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

the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by one before his gaze paused

brows and asked, “Who are

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