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

hit me because he’s infuriated? Hah. Does

waited for him to make a move while glowering at him and

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

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

this order. You can punish me if you want to. Whip me! Whip me until your anger is subdued!” he

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck is

was on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into an

out of your mind? Is this one of

bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes a little

definitely

and injuries in the army, he was still afraid

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

been working extremely 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 give me a chance to

and

Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down at him

confession is three years too late. I don’t need it anymore. That ship has sailed. You want us to

was caught. “I’m

his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then.

due to the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike

remembers that I’ve just recovered from

more tears as he felt ill at ease

neck and asserted, “I’ll endure it

how stubborn you can be since you’re

folded belt, and with a

as he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain that could come at any

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

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

posture without moving and waited for

in no hurry; she stood quietly behind him

on his physique. In fact, it made his

naturally broad, and

quite a feast for

before gently tracing each muscle on

took her time,

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

feel a bit

by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of

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

Whoosh!

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