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

and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain before, too. If it hurts so much, you should let go sooner. The words I said

finished speaking, she pried Maverick’s hand off and entered the villa without

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

upon a time, she too had

he was merely experiencing the pain she once

He deserved it.

the backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully swept up

late autumn night was bitingly

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

behind the window and watched him with icy eyes, seemingly lost

a few minutes, she indifferently withdrew her

sweeping until two in the morning and

being exposed to the cold wind for several hours, wearing

sound of coughing coming

figure bustling in and out of

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

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

turned around and saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white tulle skirt.

coat from the coat rack

weather 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

refuse. Instead, she lifted her head to

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

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

collar. Following a second

chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over and sat

was halfway through her meal when the yard outside became lively. It was the

day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had also recovered aside from some remaining bruises on his

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

long legs, and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin

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

the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one

brows and asked, “Who

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