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 words

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

pried Maverick’s hand off and entered

the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up

upon a time, she too had her

experiencing

He deserved it.

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

autumn night

his face pale. Even when he was holding a wooden broom and doing a mundane task,

on the third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn

and watched him with icy eyes, seemingly lost in

she indifferently withdrew her

in the morning and finally

cold wind for several hours, wearing only a thin layer of

up to the sound of coughing coming from

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

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

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

velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white

coat from the coat rack by the door and helped her put it

even when you’re indoors, make sure to keep warm. You have a great figure, so

refuse. Instead, she lifted her

the calm look in his

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

her collar. Following a

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

meal when the yard outside became lively. It was the sound

hospital that day. As

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

in particular, had slightly tanner skin

“This is great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going

the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards

furrowed his brows and asked, “Who are

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