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 from Maverick’s

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

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

close the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the third floor, eventually disappearing

she

was merely experiencing the pain

He deserved it.

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

autumn night was

shirt, his face pale. Even when he was holding a

floor, Gwendolyn did not turn

quietly behind the window and watched

a few minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went to

continued sweeping until two in the

wearing only a thin layer of clothing, he caught a cold the

up to the sound of coughing

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

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

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

a black velvet long-sleeved top and

hurriedly grabbed the trench coat from the coat rack by the door and helped her put it

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

refuse. Instead, she lifted her head to observe

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

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

adjusting her collar. Following a

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

outside became lively. It was the sound of laughter from

hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had also recovered

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

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

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

furrowed his brows and asked, “Who are

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