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.

ache, but these words felt strange coming

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 today were also for

Maverick’s hand off and

Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the third floor, eventually

upon a time, she

merely experiencing the

He deserved it.

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

late autumn night was bitingly

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

third floor, Gwendolyn did

window and watched

she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went to

sweeping until two in the morning and

expected, after being exposed to the cold wind for several hours, wearing

to the sound of coughing coming

a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen.

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

little move. She

a black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white

from the coat rack by the door

keep warm. You have a

she lifted her

coat. In spite of the calm look in his

There’s no need to force yourself

stopped adjusting her collar. Following a second of hesitation, he responded,

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

yard outside became lively. It was the sound of

wounds had almost healed, so they were discharged from the hospital that day. As for Justin, the

them

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

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

silently to the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards

and asked, “Who are

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