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 before, too. If it hurts so much, you should let go sooner. The words I said to

she pried Maverick’s hand off

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

was right. Once upon a time, she too had her sincere feelings hurt by

merely experiencing

He deserved it.

a broom, and carefully swept up all the

autumn night

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

third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn

quietly behind the window and watched him with icy eyes,

minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze and

sweeping until two in the

several hours, wearing only a

to the sound of

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

to wake up, Maverick covered his lips with

stairwell for a while and watched his every little move. She pressed

around and saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved top

hurriedly grabbed the trench coat from the coat rack by the door and

so even when you’re indoors, make sure to keep warm. You have a great figure, so you’ll still look good with an extra layer of clothes on you,” he

refuse. Instead, she lifted

helping her put on the trench coat. In spite of the calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly

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

Following a second

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

through her meal when the yard outside became lively. It was the sound of laughter from a

hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had

let them in, the three of them stood in

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

great.

side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards

his brows and

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