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.

but these

totally heartbroken and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain before, too. If it

soon as she finished speaking, she pried Maverick’s hand off and

as she climbed up

right. Once upon a time, she too had her

merely experiencing the pain she once

He deserved it.

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

night

he was holding a

the room on the third floor, Gwendolyn did

and watched him with icy eyes, seemingly

a few minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went to

the morning

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

woke up to the sound of coughing

a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On

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

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 thin

hurriedly grabbed the trench coat from the coat rack by

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

Instead, she

spite of the calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick, and his handsome face and

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

stopped adjusting her collar. Following a

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

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

the hospital that day.

them

waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the

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

carefully sizing up the bodyguards one

furrowed his brows and asked, “Who are

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