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.

but these words felt

I’ve experienced that pain before,

speaking, she pried Maverick’s

Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the third

upon a time, she too had her sincere feelings hurt

experiencing the pain

He deserved it.

more time. He went to the backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully

night

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

the third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn on the

stood quietly behind the window and watched him with

indifferently withdrew her gaze and went

continued sweeping until two in the morning and finally cleaned the yard

several hours, wearing only a thin layer of clothing,

to the sound of coughing

figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On the table was a

to wake up, Maverick covered his lips with his fist every time he coughed, trying to

his every little move. She pressed her red lips together and, without a word, quietly descended the

hearing footsteps, Maverick turned around and saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white

hurriedly grabbed the trench 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

did not refuse. Instead, she lifted her head

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

a day off and rest. There’s no need

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

a chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over and sat down, silently

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

knife wounds had almost healed, so they were discharged from the hospital that day. As for Justin,

in, the three of them stood in

and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner

a sip of oatmeal and smiled contentedly. “This is great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going to

bodyguards one by one before his gaze paused on Justin’s

brows and

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