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.

“What are

infuriated? Hah. Does he really think he’s strong enough to defeat

a move while glowering at him and discreetly gritting her

his belt in

but a thin, white shirt as he turned around and knelt

this order. You can punish me if you want to. Whip me! Whip me until

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck

the verge of erupting, suddenly turned

this one of your fetishes? Are you a

his lower lip tightly, his eyes a

was definitely not a

injuries in the army, he

want to lose her or grow distant from her, for that would

been working extremely hard to pay back the debt I owe you, not because I want us to go our separate ways

too much at once, and his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders

and looked down at him in silence for a

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

was

give up and accept his fate as he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then. There’s no way I’m signing

that. “Have you lost your mind due to the fever? How many hits can your frail

I’ve just recovered

eyes began to fill with even more tears as he felt ill

asserted, “I’ll endure it until

see how stubborn you can be since you’re the

and with a sudden

he clenched his teeth and braced

feeling like teasing him when she saw his pitiful appearance, the woman smirked slyly and remarked, “Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll

immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the coffee table in an elegant and carefree

that, he maintained his posture without moving and waited for her

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

any effect on his physique. In fact, it made his skin two

broad, and the lines and

glance was quite

moment to take in the view before gently tracing each muscle on his back with the folded tip

time, being exceedingly

couldn’t help but quiver. She’s clearly teasing me

feel a

Gwendolyn loosened the end of the

she lifted it high in the air, wielded it like a whip, and swung it with all her

Whoosh!

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