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 you

because he’s infuriated? Hah. Does he really

make a move while

belt in half and placed

nothing but a thin, white shirt as he

want to. Whip me! Whip me until your anger

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck is

on the verge of erupting,

your mind? Is this one of your fetishes? Are

lower lip tightly, his

definitely not a

injuries in the army, he was still

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

to go our

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

red lips and looked down at him in silence for

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

breath was caught. “I’m

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

the fever? How many hits can your frail body

remembers that I’ve just recovered from a

man’s obsidian-like eyes began to fill with even more tears as he

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

since you’re the one who’s

with a sudden jerk, it snapped straight,

and braced himself for the pain that could come at any

“Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll have to buy a new one if

and got to work immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the coffee table in an

moving and waited for her

hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired the view for some

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

naturally broad, and the

taking a glance was quite a feast for the

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

her time,

quiver. She’s clearly teasing

feel a bit parched and

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

wielded it like a whip, and swung it

Whoosh!

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