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

someone to choose to let go after feeling totally heartbroken and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain before, too.

she pried Maverick’s hand

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

right. Once upon a time, she too

experiencing

He deserved it.

waste any more time. He went to the backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully

autumn night was bitingly

holding a wooden broom and doing a mundane task, he exuded an

on the third floor, Gwendolyn

quietly behind the window and watched him with icy eyes,

she indifferently withdrew her gaze

continued sweeping until two in the morning and finally cleaned the

wearing only a thin layer of clothing, he caught a

the sound

figure bustling in

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

move. She pressed her red lips together and, without a word, quietly descended

long-sleeved top

the trench coat from the coat rack by the door and helped her

weather has 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 an

Instead, she lifted her

look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick, and his handsome face and

sick, take a day off and rest. There’s no need

a second of

coat, he pulled out a chair for her. Gwendolyn walked

the yard outside became lively. It was the

the hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had also recovered aside from some remaining bruises on his

let them in, the three of them stood

particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two. In

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

to the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by one

brows and

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