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

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

make a move while glowering at him and discreetly

belt in half and placed it

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

me if you want to. Whip

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck

on the verge

one of

tightly,

was definitely not a

injuries in the army, he was

lose her or grow distant from her, for

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 shook as he coughed,

her red lips and looked down at him in silence

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

breath was

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

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

still remembers that I’ve just recovered from a

more

asserted, “I’ll endure it

how stubborn you can be since you’re the one who’s asking for a

of the folded belt, and with a sudden

his teeth and braced

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. Besides, the pain is less intense with a layer of fabric

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

maintained his posture without moving and waited

behind him and admired

on his physique. In fact, it made his skin two shades

naturally broad, and

glance was quite a feast for the

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

time, being

quiver. She’s

a bit

Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and gripped

lifted it high in the air, wielded it like

Whoosh!

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