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.

but these words felt

“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, too. If it hurts so much, you should let go sooner. The words

pried Maverick’s hand off and entered the villa without looking

figure as she climbed up to the third floor,

right. Once upon a time, she

was merely experiencing the pain

He deserved it.

grabbed a broom, and carefully swept up all the

night

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

the room on the third floor, Gwendolyn did not turn on

watched him with

a few minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went

until two in the morning and finally

after being exposed to the cold wind for several hours, wearing only a thin layer of clothing, he caught a

sound of

figure bustling in and out of

up, Maverick covered his lips with his fist every time he coughed, trying to keep it

in the stairwell for a while and watched his every little move. She

a black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy

rack by the door and helped

sure to keep warm. You have a great figure, so you’ll still look good with an extra layer of clothes on you,” he

not refuse. Instead, she lifted

In spite of the calm look in his dark eyes, he looked visibly sick, and his handsome face and lips lacked

and rest. There’s no need to force yourself

collar. Following a second

her. Gwendolyn

outside became lively. It was the sound of laughter from a few

healed, so they were discharged from the hospital that day.

them stood in the empty space

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

great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going to

the bodyguards one by one before

brows and asked, “Who

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