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.

wounded heart would ache, but these words felt strange coming from

to choose to let go after feeling totally heartbroken and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain before, too. If it hurts so much, you should let go sooner. The

finished speaking, she pried Maverick’s hand

didn’t close the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the third floor, eventually disappearing

a time, she too had her sincere

he was merely experiencing

He deserved it.

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

late autumn night was bitingly

pale. Even when he was holding a wooden broom and doing a

the third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn

and watched him with

withdrew her gaze and went to

continued sweeping until two in the morning and finally cleaned the yard

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

the sound of coughing coming from

and putting on her makeup, she went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in

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

move. She pressed her red lips together and, without

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

coat from the coat rack by the door and

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

she lifted her

was carefully helping her put on the trench coat. In spite of the calm look

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

a second of hesitation, he

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

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

from the hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had also recovered aside

let them in, the three of them stood in the empty space

with well-built physiques, long legs, and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two. In general, they were

of oatmeal and smiled contentedly. “This is great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going to be lively from now

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

furrowed his brows and asked,

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