The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 158

It was an order.

There was no room for negotiation or discussion.

No matter how hard I try, she won’t accept me again. Does she truly want to draw a line between us so badly? So, she’s genuinely determined to become strangers with me for the rest of our lives?

Maverick’s dark eyes welled up with tears as his eyelashes trembled slightly.

His eyes had long since lost the ferocity and hostility that once possessed them.

Excruciating pain washed over him as though his heart was being ruthlessly kneaded and smushed.

His pale, handsome face had a fragility that couldn’t be concealed.

Gwendolyn noticed his expression.

However, there wasn’t even the slightest change in the indifference on her face as she raised her hand, which was holding the documents, by an inch.

Maverick, who was incredibly torn, held his breath while taking the document with shaking hands.

As Gwendolyn turned around to reach for the pen on the coffee table, she heard a ripping sound behind her.

The man’s dark eyes were cold and ruthless as he once again tore the document to shreds without hesitation.

This time, he even threw the torn document directly above her head, acting utterly outrageous.

Snow-white scraps of paper fell onto her head.

Is he provoking me?

Gwendolyn was truly furious.

Rage surged, boiled, and roared up from the pit of her stomach, flaring to the top of her head.

“Do you have a death wish?” she asked through gritted teeth.

Yet, the man across from her showed no signs of backing down. Maverick’s deep, dark pupils were incredibly gloomy as their eyes met.

Skillfully, he slid his well-defined hand to his waist and unbuckled his belt, motioning to pull it out.

still. “What are you

hit me because he’s infuriated? Hah. Does he really think

for him to make a move while glowering at him and discreetly

folded his belt in half and placed

dressed in nothing but a thin, white shirt as he

can punish me if you want to. Whip me! Whip me until your anger is

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck

rage, which was on the verge of

you out of your mind? Is this one of your fetishes? Are you

tightly, his eyes

definitely not

hardships and injuries in

he didn’t want to lose her or grow distant from her,

I owe you, not because I want us to go our separate ways but because I hope you can give me a chance to start

had spoken too much at once, and his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders shook as he

and looked down at him in silence for

silence, and her tone was cold and emotionless as she said, “Your confession is three years too late.

breath was caught. “I’m

his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip

the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike you hard, especially when

remembers that I’ve

to fill with even more tears

and asserted, “I’ll endure it until you’re

can be since you’re the one who’s asking for a

both ends of the folded belt, and with a sudden jerk, it snapped straight, making a crisp

and braced himself for the pain

and remarked, “Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll have

got to work immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the coffee

his posture without moving and waited for

quietly behind him and

a special drug, it didn’t have any effect on his physique. In fact, it made his

broad, and the lines and contours

was quite a feast for the

in the view before gently tracing each muscle on his back with the folded tip of

took her time, being exceedingly

but quiver.

feel a bit parched

getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the

the air, wielded it

Whoosh!

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