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

pain before, too. If it hurts

speaking, she pried Maverick’s hand off and entered the villa

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

time, she

was merely experiencing the pain she

He deserved it.

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

night

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

the third floor, Gwendolyn did

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

indifferently withdrew

sweeping until two in the morning and finally cleaned the yard

cold wind for several hours, wearing only a thin

to the sound of coughing coming

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

lips with his fist every time he coughed, trying to keep

a while and watched his every little move. She pressed her red

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

trench coat from the coat rack by the door and

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

she lifted

trench coat. In spite of the calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick, and his

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

a second of hesitation, he responded,

her coat, he pulled out a chair for her.

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

discharged from the hospital that day.

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

waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than

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

to the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one

brows and asked,

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