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’s infuriated? Hah. Does he really

make a move while glowering at

her surprise, Maverick folded his belt in half and placed it

remarkably straight, and he was dressed in nothing but a thin, white shirt as

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck is

pent-up rage, which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into an

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

lower lip tightly,

definitely not

previously experienced hardships and injuries in

he didn’t want to lose her or grow distant from her, for that would

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

had spoken too much at once, and his throat was dry and

her red lips and looked down at him

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

was

his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip

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

still remembers that I’ve just recovered

more tears as he felt ill at ease and

craned his neck and asserted, “I’ll endure it

stubborn you can be since you’re the one who’s asking

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

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

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 of fabric in between,

removing it, and

that, he maintained his posture without moving and waited for

in no hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired

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

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

taking a glance was quite a

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

her time, being

couldn’t help but quiver. She’s clearly teasing

feel a

Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt

air, wielded it like a whip,

Whoosh!

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