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 are you

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

a move while glowering at him and discreetly gritting her

in half and placed it

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

if you want to. Whip me! Whip me until your anger is

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck is

verge of

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

his lower lip tightly, his

was definitely

and injuries in

her, for that would make him feel even

us to go our separate ways but because I hope you can give me a chance to start over.

much at once, and his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders shook as he

lips and looked down at him in silence

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. That ship

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.

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

I’ve

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

asserted, “I’ll endure it

be since you’re the one who’s

both ends of the folded belt, and with a sudden jerk, it snapped straight,

and braced

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 it onto the coffee table in an

moving and waited for

stood quietly behind him and admired

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

broad, and the lines

a glance was quite

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

her time, being exceedingly

help but quiver. She’s clearly teasing

a bit parched and

Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and gripped

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

Whoosh!

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