The Ex and Her Riches

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

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

a move while glowering at him and discreetly

Maverick folded his belt in half and placed it in her

dressed in nothing but

can punish me if you want to.

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is

rage, which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly

out of your mind? Is this one of your fetishes?

bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes a little

was definitely not a

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

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

you! I’ve been working 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 can give me a chance to start over. I genuinely like you a

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

me?” Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down at him in silence for

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

was caught.

his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then. There’s no way I’m signing

mind due to the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike you hard, especially when you’ve only just

still remembers that I’ve

man’s obsidian-like eyes began to fill with even more tears as he felt ill at ease and

and asserted, “I’ll endure it

you can be since you’re the one

folded belt, and with a sudden jerk, it

didn’t budge as he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain that could

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 have to buy a new one if it’s torn. Besides, the pain is less intense with a layer

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

maintained his posture without moving and

no hurry; she stood quietly behind him and

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

were naturally broad, and the lines and contours were

taking a glance was quite a feast for the

the view before gently tracing each

her time,

but quiver. She’s clearly

feel a bit parched and unbearably

the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of

air, wielded it

Whoosh!