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.

wounded heart would ache, but these words felt strange

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

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

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

right. Once upon a time, she too had her sincere feelings hurt

experiencing

He deserved it.

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

autumn night was bitingly

he was holding a wooden broom and doing a mundane task, he exuded an air of

the third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn on

watched him with icy eyes,

she indifferently withdrew

in the morning and finally cleaned the

to the cold wind for several hours, wearing only a

up to the sound

immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen.

with his fist every time he coughed, trying to keep it as quiet as

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

long-sleeved top and a snowy white tulle skirt. Her thin shoulders appeared

trench coat from the coat rack by the door and helped

when you’re indoors, make sure to keep warm. You have a great figure, so you’ll still look good with an

Instead, she lifted her head to observe

on the trench coat. In spite of the calm look in

day off and rest. There’s no need

Following a second of

chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over and sat down,

her meal when the yard outside became lively. It was the sound

day. As for Justin, the

them stood in the empty space

Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two.

is great. Everyone’s back

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

brows and asked, “Who

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