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

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

move while glowering at

belt in half and placed it in her

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

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck

on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into an

Is this one of your fetishes? Are you a freaking

lower lip tightly, his eyes a

was definitely not a

injuries in

he didn’t want to lose her or grow distant from her, for that would make him feel even worse and more

to go our separate ways but because I hope you

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

and looked down at him in silence for

silence, and her tone was cold and emotionless as she said, “Your confession is three years

was caught. “I’m

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

lost your mind due to the fever? How many hits can your

remembers that I’ve just recovered

even more tears

“I’ll endure it until you’re

be since you’re the one who’s asking

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

he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain that could come at any

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

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

his posture without moving and waited

hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired

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

back muscles were naturally broad, and the lines

glance was quite a feast for the

the view before gently tracing each muscle on his back with the folded tip of

time,

but quiver.

him feel a bit parched and unbearably

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

wielded it like a whip, and

Whoosh!

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