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

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

move while glowering at him and

Maverick folded his belt in

was remarkably straight, and he was dressed in nothing but a thin, white

you want to. Whip me! Whip me until your anger is subdued!”

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck is

rage, which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly

this one of your fetishes? Are you

tightly, his

definitely not

he had previously experienced hardships and injuries in the army, he was

want to lose her or grow distant from her, for that would make him feel even worse

us to go our separate ways but

and

red lips and looked down at him in silence for a

confession is three years too late. I

breath was caught. “I’m

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

hits can your frail body actually

remembers that I’ve just recovered from a

began to fill with even more tears as

his neck and asserted, “I’ll

be since you’re the one

of the folded belt, and with a sudden jerk, it snapped straight,

didn’t budge as he clenched his teeth and braced himself

woman smirked 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

immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the

his posture without moving and waited for

behind him

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

naturally broad, and the lines

quite

moment to take in the view before gently tracing each

took her time, being

but quiver. She’s clearly teasing

feel a bit parched and

as he was getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end

air, wielded it like a whip, and swung it

Whoosh!

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