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

infuriated? Hah. Does

while glowering at him and discreetly gritting her

Maverick folded his belt in half

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

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck

pent-up rage, which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into an exasperated

mind? Is this one of

tightly, his

definitely

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

her or grow distant from her, for that would make him feel even worse

you, not because I want us to

spoken too much at once, and his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders

like me?” Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down at him

eyes 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 anymore. That ship has sailed. You want us to

breath was caught. “I’m

his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then. There’s no

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

still remembers that I’ve just recovered from a

fill with even more tears as he felt ill at ease

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

be since you’re the one

ends of the folded belt, and with a sudden

teeth and braced himself for the pain that could come at any

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

undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the coffee table in an

posture without moving

in no hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired the

have any effect on his

back muscles were naturally broad, and the lines and contours

was quite a feast for

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

took her time, being

couldn’t help but quiver.

him feel a bit parched and unbearably

by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of

it high in the air, wielded it

Whoosh!

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