The Ex and Her Riches

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.

still. “What are

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

to make a move while

Maverick folded his belt in half and placed it

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

obey this order. You can punish me if you want to. Whip

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is

verge of

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

lower lip tightly, his eyes a little

was definitely not

had previously experienced hardships and injuries

he didn’t want to lose her or grow distant from her, for that would make him feel even worse and

all of this for you! I’ve 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 start over. I genuinely

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

Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down at him in silence

were 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

was caught.

and accept his fate as he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then.

the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike you hard, especially when you’ve only

remembers that I’ve

to fill with even more tears

craned his neck and asserted, “I’ll endure it until you’re no

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

folded belt, and with a sudden jerk, it snapped straight, making a

he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain that could

isn’t much fun. You’ll have to buy a

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

without moving and waited for her

in no hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired

special drug, it didn’t have any effect on his physique. In fact, it made his

back muscles were naturally broad, and the lines and

glance was quite a feast for

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

took her time, being

help but quiver. She’s clearly teasing me

him feel a

as he was getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt

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

Whoosh!