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

go after feeling totally heartbroken and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain before, too. If it hurts so much, you

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

door. Maverick watched her figure as

a time, she too had her sincere

was merely experiencing the pain she

He deserved it.

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

autumn night was bitingly

wore only 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

the room on the third floor,

stood quietly behind the window and watched

indifferently withdrew her gaze and

the morning and finally

for several hours, wearing only a thin layer

the sound of coughing coming from

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

wake up, Maverick covered his lips with

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

black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy

coat from the coat rack by the door and helped

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

she lifted

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

you’re sick, take a day off and rest. There’s no need to force yourself to go to

a second of hesitation, he responded,

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

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

healed, so they were discharged from the hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had also

the three of them stood in the empty space of the living

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

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

stood silently to the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by

furrowed his brows and asked, “Who are

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