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.

heart would ache, but these words felt strange coming from

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

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

close the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the third floor, eventually disappearing

a time, she too

merely experiencing the pain she once

He deserved it.

time. He went to the backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully swept up all

late autumn night

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

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

behind the window and watched

she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went to

continued sweeping until two in the morning and finally cleaned the

being exposed to the cold wind for several hours, wearing only a

to the sound of coughing

her makeup, she went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling

up, Maverick covered his lips with his fist

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

Maverick turned around and saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved top

coat from the coat rack by the door

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

There’s no need to force yourself to go

her collar. Following a second of hesitation,

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

yard outside became lively. It was the sound of

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

them

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

great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going

carefully sizing up the bodyguards

and

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