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.

course, a wounded heart would ache, but these words felt strange coming from

for someone to choose 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 go sooner. The words I said to Charles today

she finished speaking, she pried Maverick’s hand off and

didn’t close the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the third

time, she too

was merely experiencing the pain she once

He deserved it.

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

night was

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

room on the third floor, Gwendolyn did not

watched him with icy eyes, seemingly lost

she indifferently withdrew her gaze

continued sweeping until two in the morning and

the cold wind for several hours, wearing only a thin layer of clothing,

sound of coughing

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

Maverick covered his lips with his fist every time he coughed, trying to keep it as

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

velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white tulle

coat rack by the door and helped her

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

she lifted

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

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

a second of

for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over and sat down, silently eating her

through her meal when the yard outside became lively. It

and Ezra’s knife wounds had almost healed, so they were discharged from the hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had also

of them stood in the empty space

had slightly tanner skin than the other two. In general, they were quite pleasing

“This is great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going

the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by one

furrowed his brows and asked, “Who

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