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 from Maverick’s

totally heartbroken and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain

she finished speaking, she pried Maverick’s hand off

the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed

time, she too had her sincere feelings

experiencing the pain

He deserved it.

waste any more time. He went to the backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully swept up all the fallen leaves in the

late autumn night was bitingly

a thin white shirt, his face pale. Even when he was holding a wooden broom and doing a mundane task, he exuded an air of nobility and

on the third floor, Gwendolyn did

window and watched him with icy eyes, seemingly

she indifferently withdrew her

until two in the morning and finally cleaned the yard

several hours, wearing only a thin layer of

the sound of coughing

and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On the table was a spread of freshly-made

time for Gwendolyn to wake up, Maverick covered his lips with his fist

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

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

rack by the door and helped her put it

a great figure, so you’ll still look good with an extra layer

not refuse. Instead, she

was carefully helping her put on the trench coat. In spite of the calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick,

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

collar. Following a second

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

yard outside became lively. It was the sound of laughter

were discharged from the hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had also recovered aside

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

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 pleasing

“This is great.

silently to the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards

furrowed his brows and asked, “Who are

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255