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.

heart would ache, but these words

I’ve experienced that pain before, too. If it hurts so much, you should let go sooner. The words I said

she finished speaking, 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

Once upon a time, she too had her

merely experiencing the pain she

He deserved it.

a broom, and carefully swept up all the fallen

late autumn night was bitingly

wore only a thin white shirt, his face pale. Even when he was holding a wooden broom

the room on the third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn

window and watched him with

a few minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went

the morning and

to the cold wind for several hours, wearing only a thin

sound of

on her makeup, she went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out of the

to wake up, Maverick covered his lips with his

move. She

black velvet long-sleeved top

coat rack by the door and helped her

sure to keep warm. You have a great figure, so you’ll still look good with an extra layer of clothes on you,” he

Instead, she lifted her head to observe

coat. In spite of the calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly

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

stopped adjusting her collar. Following a second of hesitation,

her. Gwendolyn walked straight over

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

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

them stood in the empty space of

had similar height, with well-built physiques, long legs, and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner

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

the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by one before his gaze paused on

brows and asked,

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