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

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

while glowering at him and discreetly gritting her

his belt in half and placed it in her hand

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

obey 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

which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into

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

lip tightly, his eyes a

was definitely not

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

want to lose her or grow distant from her,

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

throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders shook as he coughed,

pursed her red lips 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. You want us to

was

his fate as he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and

hits can your frail body actually take if I

remembers that I’ve

more tears as

and asserted, “I’ll

how stubborn you can be since

and with a sudden jerk, it snapped straight, making a crisp

didn’t budge as he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain that could

teasing 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

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

he maintained his posture without moving and waited for her to

she stood quietly behind him and admired

didn’t have any effect on his physique.

his back muscles were naturally broad, and

a glance was quite a

a moment to take in the view before gently tracing each muscle on his back with the folded tip of

time, being

couldn’t help but quiver. She’s

feel a bit parched

by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of

the air, wielded it like a whip, and swung it with all her

Whoosh!

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