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.

course, a wounded heart would ache, but these words felt

totally heartbroken and utterly disappointed. I’ve experienced that pain

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

the door. Maverick watched her figure as

was right. Once upon a time, she too had her sincere feelings hurt by

merely experiencing the pain she once

He deserved it.

a broom, and carefully swept

late autumn night was

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

the third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn on

behind the window and watched him with icy

a few minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went to

the

wearing

to the sound of coughing coming from

and putting on her makeup, she went downstairs and immediately saw a tall figure bustling in and out of the kitchen. On the table

that it was time for Gwendolyn to wake up, Maverick covered his lips with his fist every time he coughed, trying to keep it

move. She pressed her red

velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white tulle skirt. Her thin shoulders appeared quite

from the coat rack by

to keep warm. You have a great figure, so you’ll still look good with

refuse. Instead, she lifted her head to

look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick, and his handsome face

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

collar. Following a second of hesitation, he responded,

putting on her coat, he pulled out a chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight over and

became lively.

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

in, the three of them stood in the empty

Justin, in particular, had slightly

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

to the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one by one before

his brows and asked,

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