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.

stood still. “What are you

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

make a move while

surprise, Maverick folded his belt in half and placed it

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

you want to. Whip me! Whip me until

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck

the verge

this one of your fetishes? Are you

tightly, his eyes

was definitely not

had previously experienced hardships and injuries

grow distant from her, for that would make

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

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

red lips and looked down at him

and still as deathly silence, and 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 us to start over?

was caught.

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

“Have you lost your mind due to the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike you

remembers that I’ve just recovered

even more tears as

“I’ll

since you’re the

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

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

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

removing it, and tossing

without moving and waited for her to

she stood quietly behind him and admired the view for some

it didn’t have any effect on his physique. In fact, it made his skin two shades lighter, making him

his back muscles were naturally broad, and the lines

was quite

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

her time, being

help but quiver. She’s clearly teasing me

him feel a bit parched and

Gwendolyn loosened

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

Whoosh!

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