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 you

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

a move while glowering

Maverick folded his belt in half and placed it in her

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

can punish me if you want to. Whip me! Whip me until your anger is

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck

pent-up rage, which was on the verge

of your mind? Is this one

tightly,

definitely not

and injuries

grow distant from her, for that would make him feel

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

throat was dry and scratchy.

Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down at

she said, “Your confession is three years too late. I don’t need it anymore. That ship has sailed. You want

was caught. “I’m

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

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

remembers that I’ve just recovered

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

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

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

the folded belt, and with a

he clenched his teeth and braced himself

like 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

the thin shirt’s buttons, removing

that, he maintained his posture without moving and waited for her

no hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired the

on his physique. In fact, it

were naturally broad,

was quite a feast for the

before gently tracing each

took her time, being exceedingly

couldn’t help but quiver. She’s clearly teasing

actions made him feel a bit parched and

getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened

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

Whoosh!

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