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 you

Does he really think he’s strong

him to make a move while glowering at him

his belt in half and placed it in her

nothing but a thin, white shirt as he turned around and knelt on one

you want to. Whip me! Whip

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is

pent-up rage, which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly

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

tightly, his eyes a

was definitely not a

experienced hardships and injuries in the

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

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 hope you can give me a chance to start over. I genuinely like you a lot!” Cough!

and scratchy. His shoulders shook as he coughed, but his

red lips and looked down at him in silence

was cold and emotionless as she said, “Your confession is three years too late. I

breath was

his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then. There’s no way I’m signing that,

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

I’ve

more tears as he felt ill

his neck and asserted, “I’ll

since you’re the

folded belt, and with a sudden jerk, it snapped straight, making a

his teeth and braced himself for

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

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

he maintained his posture without moving and waited for her to make a

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

any effect on his physique. In fact, it

his back muscles were naturally broad, and the lines and

quite a

before gently tracing each muscle

her time,

quiver. She’s clearly teasing me

actions made him feel a bit

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

it like a whip, and swung it with all

Whoosh!

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