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 coming from

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

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

figure as she climbed up to the

right. Once upon a time, she too

was merely experiencing the pain she once

He deserved it.

didn’t waste any more time. He went to the backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully swept up all the fallen leaves

autumn night was bitingly

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

third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn

watched him with

a few minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went

in the morning and

expected, after being exposed to the cold wind for several hours, wearing only a thin layer

woke up to the sound of coughing coming from

went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out of

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

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

black velvet long-sleeved top

trench coat from the coat rack by the door

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 of clothes on you,” he

refuse. Instead, she

calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick, and his

day off and rest. There’s no need

stopped adjusting her collar. Following a second of

chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over and sat down,

yard outside became lively. It was the sound

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

let them in, the three of them stood in the

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

“This is great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going to be lively

side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by one before

furrowed his brows and asked, “Who are

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