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.

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

utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain before, too. If it hurts so much, you should let go sooner. The words I said to

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

the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the third floor,

right. Once upon a time, she too had her

was merely experiencing

He deserved it.

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

late autumn night

he was holding a wooden broom and doing a

floor, Gwendolyn did

window and watched him

withdrew her

in the morning and

after being exposed to the cold wind for several hours, wearing only

sound of coughing coming

a tall figure bustling in

it was time for Gwendolyn to wake up, Maverick covered his lips with

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

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

the trench coat from the coat rack

weather has turned chilly, 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

refuse. Instead, she lifted her head

trench coat. In spite of the calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick, and his

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

a second of hesitation, he

her. Gwendolyn walked straight over and

outside became lively. It

had almost healed, so they were discharged from the hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had also recovered

let them in, the three of them stood in

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

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

silently to the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one

his brows and asked, “Who

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