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

because he’s infuriated? Hah. Does he really think he’s strong enough to defeat

while glowering at him and discreetly gritting

in half and placed it in

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

order. You can punish me if you want

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck

verge of erupting, suddenly

Is this one of your fetishes? Are you a

bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes

was definitely not a

injuries in the army, he

from her, for that

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

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

red lips and

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.

breath was caught. “I’m

firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then. There’s no way I’m signing that, no matter

upon hearing that. “Have you lost your mind due to the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike you hard, especially when you’ve

that I’ve just recovered from

eyes began to fill with even more tears as he felt ill at ease and

and asserted, “I’ll endure it until

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

and with a sudden jerk, it

teeth and braced

“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

swallowed hard and got to work immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing

posture without moving and waited for her

hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired the

any effect on his physique.

his back muscles were naturally broad, and the lines and

a glance was quite a

view before gently tracing each muscle on his back with the

took her time,

couldn’t help but quiver.

feel a

fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and

high in the air, wielded it like a whip,

Whoosh!

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