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.

would ache, but these words felt strange coming

pain

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

this time, she didn’t close the door. Maverick watched her figure as she

upon a time, she too had her sincere feelings hurt

was merely experiencing the pain she

He deserved it.

He went to the backyard, grabbed a broom, and

autumn night was

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

the third floor, Gwendolyn

the window and watched him with icy eyes,

she indifferently withdrew her

the morning

to the cold wind for several hours, wearing only a thin layer of clothing, he caught a cold the next

woke up to the sound of

her makeup, she went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On the table was a

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

every little move. She pressed her red lips together and, without a

velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white tulle skirt. Her thin shoulders appeared

the coat rack by the door and helped her put it

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

not refuse. Instead, she lifted

the calm look

rest. There’s no need to force yourself to go to

stopped adjusting her collar. Following a second of

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

the yard outside became lively. It was the sound of laughter

wounds had almost healed, so they were discharged from the hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had also recovered aside from some remaining bruises

them in, the three of them stood

legs, and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two. In general, they

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

the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by one

furrowed his brows and asked, “Who

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