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. The words I said to Charles today were also for you.”

she pried Maverick’s hand off and entered the villa

Maverick watched her figure as she climbed up to the third

she too had her sincere feelings

experiencing the pain she

He deserved it.

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

late autumn night was bitingly

when he was holding a wooden

the third floor,

and watched him with icy eyes, seemingly

she indifferently withdrew her gaze and went

until two in the morning and finally cleaned

being exposed to the cold wind for several hours, wearing only a thin

sound

figure bustling in and out

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

stairwell for a while and watched his every little move. She pressed her red lips together and, without a word,

long-sleeved top and a snowy white tulle skirt.

the trench coat from the coat rack by

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

refuse. Instead, she

the calm look in his dark eyes, he looked

There’s no need to

a second of hesitation, he responded, “All

a chair for her. Gwendolyn walked straight

halfway through her meal when the yard outside became lively. It was the sound

they were discharged from the hospital that day. As for Justin, the newcomer, he had also recovered aside from some remaining bruises on

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

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

smiled contentedly. “This is great. Everyone’s back here, so it’s going to be lively from now

sizing up the bodyguards one by one before his gaze

brows and

Justin calmly replied, “Mr. Wright,

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