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

that pain before, too. If it hurts so much, you should let go sooner. The words I said to Charles today were also for

finished speaking, she pried Maverick’s hand off and entered the villa without

watched her figure as she climbed

right. Once upon a time, she too

experiencing the pain she once

He deserved it.

more time. He went to the backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully swept up all the fallen leaves in

night was bitingly

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

the room on the third floor, Gwendolyn

behind the window and watched him with icy eyes,

few minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze and

the morning and finally cleaned

several hours, wearing only a

to the sound

tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On the

wake up, Maverick covered his lips with

stairwell for a while and watched his every little move.

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

the trench coat from the coat rack by the door

You have a great figure, so you’ll still look good with an extra layer of clothes on you,”

Instead, she lifted her

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

sick, take a day off and rest. There’s no need to

collar. Following a second of hesitation, he responded,

chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over

became lively. It was the sound

were discharged from the hospital that day. As for

three of them stood in the empty space of

similar height, with well-built physiques, long legs, and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly

“This is great. Everyone’s back

silently to the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by one before his gaze paused on Justin’s

his brows and asked, “Who

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255