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

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,

finished speaking, she pried Maverick’s

her figure as she climbed up to the third floor, eventually disappearing

upon a time, she too had her sincere

experiencing the pain she

He deserved it.

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

night was bitingly

Even when he was holding a wooden broom and doing a mundane task,

room on the third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn

and watched him with icy eyes, seemingly lost in

she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went

two in the

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

to the sound of coughing

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

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

for a while and watched his every little move. She pressed her red lips together and, without a word, quietly

around and saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white tulle skirt. Her

trench coat from the coat rack by the door and helped

indoors, make sure to keep warm. You have a great figure, so you’ll still

not refuse. Instead, she lifted her head

In spite of the calm look in his dark

take a day off and rest. There’s no need to force yourself to go

adjusting her collar. Following a

her. Gwendolyn

was halfway through her meal when the yard outside became lively. It was

hospital that day.

in, the three of them stood in

and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two. In general, they were quite pleasing to

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

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

brows and asked,

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