Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 171 Occasional Concern 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.

Of course, a wounded heart would ache, but these words felt strange coming from Maverick’s mouth.

She 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, too.

If it hurts so much, you should let go sooner.

said to Charles today were also

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

she didn’t close

to the third floor,

Gwendolyn was right.

upon a time, she too had her sincere feelings hurt

experiencing the pain she

He deserved it.

didn’t waste any more

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

autumn night was bitingly

a thin

he was holding a wooden broom and doing a mundane task, he exuded an air of

on the third floor, Gwendolyn did not

the window and watched

minutes, she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went to

sweeping until two in the morning and finally cleaned the yard

several hours, wearing only a thin layer of

sound of coughing coming from

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

the table was a spread

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

stood in the stairwell for a while and watched his every little

lips together and, without a word, quietly descended

Maverick turned around and saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved top and

thin shoulders appeared quite

trench coat from the coat rack by the door and helped her put

turned chilly, so even when you’re indoors, make sure

a great figure, so you’ll still look good with an

Gwendolyn did not refuse.

she lifted her head to observe

helping her put on the

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

you’re sick, take a day off

to force yourself

Maverick stopped adjusting her

of hesitation, he responded, “All

on her coat, he pulled out a chair for

over and sat down, silently eating

her meal when the yard

sound of laughter from a few

healed, so they were discharged from

recovered aside from some remaining bruises on his

them in, the three of them stood in the empty space of the living

had similar height, with well-built

in particular, had slightly tanner skin than

quite

sip of

“This is great.

it’s going to

up the bodyguards one by one before his gaze paused

brows and asked, “Who are you?” With his head lowered, Justin calmly replied, “Mr. Wright,

had some impression of the incident that

help but stare at Justin’s