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.

a wounded heart would ache, but these words felt strange

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

speaking, she pried Maverick’s hand

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

Once upon a time, she too

merely experiencing the pain

He deserved it.

waste any more time. He went to the backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully swept up all

late autumn night was

Even when he was holding a wooden

the third floor, Gwendolyn did not

quietly behind the window and watched him with icy eyes, seemingly lost in

minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went

sweeping until two in the

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

sound of coughing

her makeup, she went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On the table was a spread of

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

every little move. She pressed

around and saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white

rack by the door and helped her

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

not refuse. Instead, she lifted her head

spite of the calm look

you’re sick, take a day off and rest. There’s no need to force yourself to go to

a

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

her meal when the yard outside became lively. It

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

Gwendolyn let them in, the three of them stood in

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

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

the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by one before

furrowed his brows and asked, “Who are

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