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 you

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

a move while glowering

surprise, Maverick folded his belt in half

he was dressed in nothing but a thin, white shirt as he turned around and knelt on one

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck

rage, which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into an exasperated

one of your fetishes? Are

lower lip tightly,

definitely not

and injuries in the army, he was still afraid of

from her, for that would make him feel even worse and more

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

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

pursed her red lips and looked down at him in silence

said, “Your confession is three years too late. I don’t need it

was caught.

he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then.

hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike

that I’ve just

with even more tears

asserted, “I’ll

how stubborn you can be since you’re the one who’s asking

and with a sudden

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

saw his pitiful appearance, the 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

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

he maintained his posture without moving and waited for her to

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

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

back muscles were naturally broad, and the lines and contours were

taking a glance was quite a feast for the

to take in the view before gently tracing each

took her time, being exceedingly

quiver.

feel a

fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt

air, wielded it like a whip, and swung it with all her

Whoosh!

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