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.

ache, but these words felt strange coming

retorted, “How ridiculous. It’s natural 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

finished speaking, she pried Maverick’s hand off

this time, she didn’t close the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the third floor, eventually disappearing

time, she too had her sincere feelings hurt

merely experiencing the pain

He deserved it.

didn’t waste any more time. He went to the backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully swept

autumn night was

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

on the third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn

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

indifferently withdrew her

continued sweeping until two in the morning

expected, after being exposed to the cold wind for several hours, wearing only a thin

the sound

and immediately saw a tall figure bustling

Maverick covered his lips with his fist every time he

stairwell for a while 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

trench coat from the coat rack by the door and helped

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

not refuse. Instead, she lifted her head

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

There’s no need to force yourself to go to

stopped adjusting her collar. Following a second of hesitation, he

her.

the yard outside became lively. It was

day. As for Justin, the newcomer,

of them stood

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

a sip of oatmeal and smiled contentedly. “This is great. Everyone’s back

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

brows and asked,

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