Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 171

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.

wounded heart would ache, but these words felt strange coming from Maverick’s

pain before, too. If it hurts so much, you should

pried Maverick’s

Maverick watched her figure as

right. Once upon a time, she

was merely experiencing the pain

He deserved it.

the backyard, grabbed a broom,

autumn night

when he was holding a wooden broom and doing a mundane

the room on the third floor, Gwendolyn

behind the window and watched him with icy eyes,

she indifferently withdrew her

continued sweeping until two in the morning and

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

sound of

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

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

every little move.

saw Gwendolyn in a black velvet long-sleeved top and a snowy white tulle skirt. Her thin shoulders

coat from the coat rack by the door and helped

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

did not refuse. Instead, she lifted her head to

the calm look in

There’s no need to force yourself to go to Wright

collar. Following a second of hesitation,

her coat, he pulled out a chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight

through her meal when the yard outside became

they were discharged from the hospital that day. As

let them in, the three of them stood

well-built physiques, long legs, and narrow waists. Justin, in particular, had slightly tanner

contentedly. “This is great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s

the side, carefully sizing up the bodyguards one

brows and

lowered, Justin calmly replied, “Mr. Wright, I am Ms. Shalders’

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