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

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

a move while glowering at him

folded his belt in half and placed

and he was dressed in nothing but a thin, white

obey this order. You can punish me if you want

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is

rage, which was on the verge of

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

bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes a

definitely not a

had previously experienced hardships and injuries in the

her or grow distant from her, for that would make

to pay back the debt I owe you, not because I want us to go our separate

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

Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down at him in silence for a

her tone was cold and emotionless as she said, “Your confession is three years too late. I don’t need it anymore. That ship has sailed. You want

was

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

hits can

still remembers that I’ve just recovered

to fill with even more tears as he felt ill

“I’ll endure it until you’re

you can be since you’re

with a sudden jerk, it snapped straight,

and braced

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

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

posture without moving and waited for her

quietly behind

effect on his physique. In fact, it made his skin two shades lighter,

muscles were naturally broad,

glance was quite a

the view before gently tracing each muscle on

time, being

help but quiver. She’s clearly

a bit

getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end

it high in the air, wielded it like a whip, and swung it with

Whoosh!

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