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 you

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

to make a move while glowering

in half and placed it

he was dressed in nothing but a thin,

want to. Whip me! Whip me until your

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck

which was on the verge

Is this one

tightly, his eyes

definitely

injuries in

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

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

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

red lips and looked down at him

said, “Your confession is three years too late. I don’t need it anymore. That ship has sailed. You want

breath was

his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and

hits can your frail body actually take if I were to

still remembers that I’ve just

more tears as he felt

asserted, “I’ll endure it until you’re no longer

how stubborn you can be since you’re

belt, and with a sudden jerk, it snapped straight, making a

teeth and braced himself for the pain that could come

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 of fabric in between,

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

his posture without moving and waited

behind him and admired the view for some

it didn’t have any effect on his physique.

naturally broad, and the lines

quite

tracing each muscle on his back with the folded tip of

time,

couldn’t help but quiver. She’s clearly

feel a bit parched and

was getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the

air, wielded it like a whip, and

Whoosh!

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