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 you

Does he really think he’s strong enough to defeat

to make a move while glowering at him

belt in half and placed it

he was dressed in nothing but a thin, white shirt as he turned around and knelt

me if you want

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck

rage, which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned

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

bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes

definitely not a

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

distant from her, for that would make him feel even

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

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

lips and looked down

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

breath was caught.

his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled.

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

remembers that I’ve just recovered from a

began to fill with even more tears as he felt ill at ease

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

stubborn you can be since

and with

teeth and braced himself for

slyly and remarked, “Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll have to buy a new

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

maintained his posture without moving and waited for her to make

hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired the view for

he had been injected with a special drug, it didn’t have any effect on his

broad,

a glance was quite a feast

before gently tracing each muscle on his back with the

her time, being exceedingly

couldn’t help but quiver.

a bit parched

getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and gripped the

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

Whoosh!

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