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 words felt strange coming

“How 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

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

didn’t close the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the third floor, eventually

she too had her sincere

he was merely experiencing the pain she

He deserved it.

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

autumn night was bitingly

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

the room on the third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn on

window and watched him with icy

indifferently withdrew her gaze and

sweeping until two in the morning

to the cold wind for several hours, wearing

the sound of

up and putting on her makeup, she went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and

to wake up, Maverick covered his lips with his fist every time he

his every little move. She

saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white tulle skirt. Her thin shoulders appeared

rack by the door and helped her put

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 extra layer of clothes on you,” he

Instead, she lifted

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

you’re sick, take a day off and rest. There’s no

stopped adjusting her collar. Following a second

pulled out a chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over

yard outside became lively. It was the sound of laughter from a

discharged from the hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had

in, the three of them stood in the empty space

waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two. In general, they

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

to the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by one before his gaze

furrowed his brows and asked,

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