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

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

she pried Maverick’s hand off and entered the villa without looking

door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the third floor, eventually disappearing around the

time, she too had her sincere feelings hurt

was merely experiencing the

He deserved it.

the backyard, grabbed a broom, and

night was

was holding a wooden broom and doing

the third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn on

watched him with icy

indifferently withdrew

continued sweeping until two in the morning and finally cleaned

hours, wearing

up to the sound of

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

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

little move. She pressed her red lips together

in a black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy

trench coat from the coat rack by the door

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

not refuse. Instead, she

In spite of the calm look in his dark eyes, he

a day off and rest. There’s no

adjusting her collar. Following a second of

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

her meal when the yard outside became lively. It was the sound of laughter from a few

almost healed, so they were discharged from the hospital that day. As for

them in, the three of them stood in

with well-built physiques, long legs, and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two.

great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going to be lively from

bodyguards one by one before his gaze paused on

furrowed his brows and

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