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

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

as she finished speaking, she pried Maverick’s hand off and entered the

this time, she didn’t close the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the

she too had

experiencing the pain

He deserved it.

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

autumn night

wore only a thin white shirt, his face pale. Even when he was holding a wooden broom and doing a mundane task, he exuded an air

the room on the third floor, Gwendolyn did not

the window and watched him

indifferently withdrew her gaze and went

continued sweeping until two in the morning and finally

the cold wind for several hours, wearing only a thin layer of clothing, he caught

up to the sound of coughing

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

with

a while and watched his every little move. She pressed

in a black velvet long-sleeved

the coat rack by the door

has turned 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 extra layer of clothes

she

carefully helping her put on the trench coat. In spite of the calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly

rest. There’s no need to

adjusting her collar. Following a second of hesitation,

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

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

so they were discharged from the hospital that day. As for

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

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

“This is great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going to be lively from

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

his brows and

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