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.

heart would ache, but these words felt strange coming from

for someone 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 off and entered the villa

the door. Maverick watched her figure as she

she too

experiencing the pain she once

He deserved it.

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

late autumn night was

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

room on the third floor, Gwendolyn did

behind the window and watched

she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went

continued sweeping until two in the morning and finally cleaned the

wind for several hours, wearing only a

sound

figure

to wake up, Maverick covered his lips with his

the stairwell for a while and watched his every little move.

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

grabbed the trench coat from the coat rack

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

refuse. Instead, she lifted

spite of the calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick,

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

a second of hesitation,

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

became lively. It was the sound of laughter from

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

in, the three of them

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

smiled contentedly. “This is great. Everyone’s

carefully sizing up the bodyguards

brows and

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