Ex Husband Goes Money Comes

Chapter 158 Provoke and Ask for a Beating?

This was an order.

There was no room lor negotiation or bargaming

Did Viola want to draw a clor line with him so badly but no matter low hard lie ITINI, she relused to accept him

So was she really determined to be a stranger to luim for the rest of her lite?

Orlando’s lowed myelashes trembled, and lots gradually appeared in luis c’yes.

His eyes were no longer filled with the violence and viciousness he had felt before.

He felt that his heart was being rubbed by someone, and he was in so much pain.

His pale, handsome face couldn’t hide his weakness

Viola saw the expression on liis face

But there was not the slightest change in the coldness on her face, and she raised the document a little higher.

Orlando held his breath, his fingertips trembling as he took the document. His heart was extremely complicated.

Just as Viola turned to pick up the pen on the coffee table, she heard a hissing sound behind her.

Orlando’s eyes were cold as he tore the document into pieces without hesitation.

And this time, he even went too far to directly throw it over Viola’s head!

The white scraps of paper fell on her head.

Provocation?

Viola was really angry.

Her anger was surging, rolling, and roaring, rubbing up to the top of her head,

Viola ground her teeth and said word by word, “Are you courting death?”

The man in front of her was not afrald at all. When Orlando looked at her, his deep and dark eyes were extremely

gloomy.

His well-defined hands slid to the belt around his waist and he untied the buckle neatly, as it he was about to pull it

out.

“Whal are you doing?”

Viola slood still

Was Orlando so angry that he wanted io luit hier?

 current strength, did he really think he

stared at Orlando angrily and gritted her teeth, waiting for him to

belt and

Orlando turned around and lonelt on one knee. His broad back, which was only wearing a thin

angry. I accept my punishment. You can whip me! You can beat me until you feel

Viola was confused.

What is that?

But all of a

with your brain? What special hobby is it? Are you

bit his lower lip and his eyes turned

not a

and was injured, he

compared to the pain, Orlando didn’t want to lose Viola. He didn’t want to be a stranger to her. That would make him more

I owed you, not for the sake of being a stranger to you, but because I wanted you to give me a chance

throat was dry. He couched until his shoulders

“Like?”

and looked down at

and her tone

three years ago. I don’t want

start over

sharp pain in his breath.

and closed his eyes. “Then you can beat me. It’s impossible

sign it anyway.”

furrowed her brows. “Is there something wrong with your brain because of the fever in the past two days? With your weak body that has just recovered, how many times can you withstand my

he had just

heart, mare

can’t take it, you can beat me until you

Viola thought, interesting

He is so stubborn.

 he ask for

the belt that had been snapped in

He gritted his teeth and prepared for the pain to come at

thought of teasing him. She smiled mischievously, “That’s not funny to have your shirt on. Il your shirt is damaged, you still have

hard and immediately look off his thiin shirt and threw it on the coffee table in a noble

unrestrained manner.

posture remained unchanged, and he straightened his back, waiting for

a hurry. She quietly stood behind

a special medicine, the medicine would not have any elfect on his own body and even made his skin a little fairer.

broad back inuscles, and his muscles

looking at it, it

tip of the belt to gently stroke

was slow

couldn’t help but treinble slightly. Viola was

on and

that he couldn’t take it anymore, Viola loosened the end of the belt

it up high, used it as a