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

make a move while glowering at him and discreetly

her surprise, Maverick folded his belt in half and placed

nothing but a thin, white shirt

me if you want to. Whip me! Whip

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck is

on the verge of

you out of your mind? Is this one of your fetishes? Are you

lower lip tightly,

was definitely not a

had previously experienced hardships and injuries in the army, he was still afraid of

or grow distant from her, for that would

because I want us to

his throat was dry and scratchy.

lips and looked down at him

as 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 it anymore.

breath was

accept his fate as he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then. There’s no way I’m

mind due to the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take

I’ve just

even more tears as he felt ill at ease

craned his neck and asserted, “I’ll endure

Let’s see how stubborn you can be since you’re the

the folded belt, and with a sudden jerk, it snapped

braced himself for

smirked slyly and remarked, “Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll

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

he maintained his posture without moving and waited for her to

was in no hurry; she stood quietly behind him

with a special drug, it didn’t have any effect on his physique. In fact, it made his skin two shades lighter, making him even more

broad, and the

was quite a feast for

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

time, being

quiver. She’s

made him feel a

Gwendolyn loosened the end

it high in the air, wielded it like a

Whoosh!

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