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

ridiculous. It’s natural for someone to choose to let go after feeling totally heartbroken and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain before, too. If it hurts

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

the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up

right. Once upon a time, she too had

merely experiencing the pain she once

He deserved it.

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

autumn night

when he was holding a wooden broom

the third floor,

quietly behind the window and watched

minutes, she indifferently withdrew

the morning and finally cleaned the yard

several hours, wearing only a thin

to the sound of coughing coming from

and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On the table was a spread

Gwendolyn to wake up, Maverick covered his lips with his fist every time he coughed, trying

little move. She pressed her red lips together and, without a

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

coat from the coat rack

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

Instead, she

her put on the trench coat. In spite of the calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick, and his handsome face

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

stopped adjusting her collar. Following a second of hesitation,

her.

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

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

the three of them stood in the empty space of the

in particular, had slightly tanner skin than

of oatmeal and smiled contentedly. “This is great. Everyone’s

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

furrowed his brows and

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