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.

stood still. “What

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

while glowering at him and discreetly gritting

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 as

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck is

the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into an

Is this one

lower lip tightly, his eyes a

was definitely

and injuries in the army, he was still afraid of

he didn’t want to lose her or grow distant from her, for that would

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

once, and his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders

her red lips and looked down at him in silence for

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 has sailed. You want us to start

was caught.

decided to give up and 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 signing that, no

that. “Have you lost your mind due to the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I

remembers that I’ve just recovered from

even more tears as he felt ill at

“I’ll endure it

stubborn you can be since you’re the one who’s

the folded belt, and with a sudden jerk, it

he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain that

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 torn.

to work immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the coffee table in

maintained his posture without moving and waited for her to make

she stood quietly behind him and admired the

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

naturally broad, and the

quite a feast

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

her time,

quiver.

him feel a bit

teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and gripped the

air, wielded it like a whip, and swung it

Whoosh!