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

feeling totally heartbroken and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain before, too. If it

Maverick’s hand off and entered the

close the door. Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the third floor, eventually disappearing around the

time, she too had her sincere

experiencing the pain she once

He deserved it.

backyard, grabbed a broom, and carefully

autumn night was bitingly

white shirt, his face pale. Even when he was holding a wooden

the room on the third floor, Gwendolyn did not

and watched him with icy eyes, seemingly

withdrew her gaze and

in the morning and finally cleaned

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

to the sound

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

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

and watched his every little move. She pressed

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

the coat rack

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

did not refuse. Instead, she lifted

trench coat. In spite of the calm look in his dark

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

stopped adjusting her collar. Following a

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

the yard outside became lively. It was the sound of laughter from

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 on his

Gwendolyn let them in, the three of them stood in the empty space of the

in particular, had slightly

is great. Everyone’s

to the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by

brows and asked,

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