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

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

him to make a move while glowering at him

Maverick folded his belt in half and placed it

broad back was remarkably straight, and he was dressed in nothing but a thin, white shirt as he turned around and knelt

not obey this order. You can punish me if you want to. Whip me! Whip me

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is

which was on the verge

mind? Is this one of your fetishes? Are you a freaking

tightly, his

was definitely not

experienced hardships and injuries in the army,

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

I owe you, not because I want us to go our separate

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

like me?” Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down at

confession is three years too late. I don’t need it anymore. That ship has sailed. You want us to start

was caught.

clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes,

the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike you

I’ve just recovered

began to fill with even more tears as he felt ill

“I’ll endure it until

be since you’re

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

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

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

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

maintained his posture without moving and waited for her to

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

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

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

taking a glance was quite

took a moment to take in the view before gently tracing each muscle on his back with the folded tip

her time, being exceedingly

help but quiver. She’s clearly teasing

made him feel a bit

as he was getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and gripped

air, wielded it

Whoosh!

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