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 coming from Maverick’s

let go after feeling totally heartbroken and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain before,

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

her figure as she climbed

right. Once upon a time, she too had her

experiencing the pain she

He deserved it.

went to the backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully swept

night was bitingly

wore only a thin white shirt, his face pale. Even when he was holding a wooden broom and

room on the third floor,

stood quietly behind the window and watched him

indifferently withdrew

until two in the morning and finally cleaned the yard

hours, wearing only a

up to the sound of coughing

a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen.

was time for Gwendolyn to wake up, Maverick covered his lips with his fist every

his every little move. She

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

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

indoors, make sure to keep warm. You have a

did not refuse. Instead, she lifted her head

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

no need to force

collar. Following a second of hesitation,

her. Gwendolyn walked

was halfway through her meal when the yard outside became

hospital that day. As

the three of them stood in the empty space of the

and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two. In general, they were quite pleasing to the

is great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going to be

silently to the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by one before his gaze paused on Justin’s

brows and asked, “Who

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