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.

stood still. “What are

Does he

him to make a move while glowering at him and discreetly gritting her

his belt in half and placed it

dressed in nothing but a

obey this order. You can punish me if you want to. Whip me! Whip me until your anger is subdued!” he

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck is

pent-up rage, which was on the verge of erupting,

of your mind? Is this one of your fetishes?

his lower lip tightly,

was definitely not

hardships and injuries in

lose her or grow distant from her, for that would make him

the debt I owe you, not because I want us to go our separate ways but because I

throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders shook as he coughed, but his back was still

red lips and looked

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

breath was caught.

decided to give up and accept his fate as he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then.

upon hearing that. “Have you lost your mind due to the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike you hard, especially when

remembers that I’ve just recovered from a

began to fill with even more tears as

neck and asserted, “I’ll

be since you’re the one who’s

and with a

clenched his teeth and braced himself for the

slyly and remarked, “Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll have to buy a new one if it’s torn. Besides, the pain is less intense with a layer

shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the coffee

without moving and waited for her to make a

was in no hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired the view for

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

broad, and the

a glance was quite

to take in the view before gently tracing each

her time,

help but quiver. She’s

feel a bit parched and unbearably

fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened

it like a whip, and

Whoosh!

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