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 words felt strange

utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain

pried Maverick’s hand off and entered the villa

Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the third floor, eventually disappearing around

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

was merely experiencing the pain she once

He deserved it.

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

late autumn night was

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

the third floor, Gwendolyn

behind the window and watched him

she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went

two in the morning and

hours, wearing only a thin layer of clothing, he caught a cold the next

woke up to the sound of coughing coming

her makeup, she went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On the table was a spread

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

a while and watched his every little move. She pressed her

Maverick turned around and saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white

the trench coat from the coat rack by the door and

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

did not refuse. Instead, she lifted her head to observe

put on the trench coat. In spite of the calm look

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

a second

out a chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over

the yard outside became lively. It was the sound of laughter from

and Ezra’s knife wounds had almost healed, so they were discharged from the hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had also

them in, the three of them

particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other two. In general, they were quite pleasing to

took a sip of oatmeal and smiled contentedly. “This is great. Everyone’s back here,

stood silently to the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by one before his gaze

furrowed his brows and asked, “Who are

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