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.

course, a wounded heart would ache, but these words felt strange coming

ridiculous. It’s natural for 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 said to Charles

speaking, she pried Maverick’s hand off and entered

door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to

right. Once upon a time, she

experiencing the pain she once

He deserved it.

to the backyard, grabbed a

night was

pale. Even when he was holding a wooden broom and doing a mundane task, he exuded an air

floor, Gwendolyn did not turn on

watched him with icy eyes, seemingly lost in

a few minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze

two in the morning

wind for several hours, wearing

sound of coughing coming from

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

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

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

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

trench coat from the coat rack by the

a great figure, so you’ll still look good with an

refuse. Instead, she lifted

helping her put on the trench coat. In spite of the calm look in his dark

no need to force

Following a second of

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

yard outside became lively. It was the sound

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

let them in, the three of them stood in

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

great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going

up the bodyguards one by one

and asked, “Who are

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