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.

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

that pain before, too. If it hurts so much, you should let go

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

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

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

merely experiencing the pain

He deserved it.

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

autumn night

was holding a wooden broom and doing a mundane task, he exuded an air of nobility and

floor, Gwendolyn did not

behind the window and watched him

she indifferently withdrew her gaze and

continued sweeping until two in the

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

woke up to the sound of coughing coming from

a tall figure bustling

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

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

and saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved

grabbed the trench coat from the coat rack by

warm. You have a great figure, so

she lifted her head to observe

look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly

no need to

collar. Following a

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

outside became lively. It was the sound of laughter from

day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had

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

legs, and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two. In general,

great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going to be lively from

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

furrowed his brows and

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