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.

wounded heart would ache, but these

retorted, “How ridiculous. It’s natural for someone to choose to let go after feeling totally heartbroken and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain before,

finished speaking, she pried Maverick’s hand off and

time, she didn’t close the door. 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 sincere feelings

merely experiencing

He deserved it.

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

late autumn night

pale. Even when he was holding a

third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn on the

watched him

few minutes, she indifferently withdrew

sweeping until two in the morning and finally cleaned the

cold wind for several hours, wearing only a thin layer of clothing, he caught a

woke up to the sound of coughing coming from

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

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

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

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

from the coat rack by the door and helped her put

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

did not refuse. Instead, she lifted her

look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick,

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

collar. Following a second of hesitation,

her. Gwendolyn walked straight over

through her meal when the yard outside became lively. It was the sound of laughter from a

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

three of them stood in the empty space of the living

with well-built physiques, long legs, and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner skin than the other

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

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

his brows and asked,

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