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.

heart would ache, but these words felt strange coming

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

she pried Maverick’s hand off and entered the villa

close the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the

was right. Once upon a time, she too

experiencing the pain she

He deserved it.

the backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully swept up

autumn night

was holding a wooden broom and doing

floor, Gwendolyn did

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

a few minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze

the morning and finally cleaned the yard

to the cold wind for several hours, wearing

to the sound of coughing coming from

she went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On the table was a spread of freshly-made

lips with his fist every time

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

saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved top and

rack by

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

did not refuse. Instead, she lifted

on the trench coat. In spite of the calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick, and his handsome face

a day off and rest. There’s no need to force yourself

Following a second of hesitation, he responded,

chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over

became lively. It was the

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

them stood in the empty space of

height, with well-built physiques, long legs, and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two. In

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

sizing up the bodyguards one

his brows and asked,

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