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

Does he really think he’s strong enough to defeat me

make a move while

in half

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

this order. You can punish me if you want to.

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck is

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

one of your fetishes? Are

bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes a little

was definitely not a

injuries in the army, he was

he didn’t want to lose her or grow distant from her, for that would make him feel even worse and

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

Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down at

deep 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

breath was caught. “I’m

closed his eyes,

can your frail body actually take if I were to strike you hard, especially when

remembers that I’ve just recovered from

fill with even more tears as he felt ill at ease

his neck and asserted, “I’ll endure it until you’re no longer

see how stubborn you can be since you’re the one who’s

gripped both ends of the folded belt, and with a

teeth and braced himself for the pain

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,

deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and

that, he maintained his posture without moving and waited for her to make

in no hurry; she stood quietly behind him

with a special drug, it didn’t have any effect on his

were naturally broad, and the lines and contours

a glance was quite a feast for

tracing each muscle on his back with the folded tip

took her time, being

couldn’t help but quiver.

a

Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and

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

Whoosh!

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