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.

“What

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

while glowering at him and

folded his belt in half and placed it in

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

obey this order. You can punish me if you want to. Whip me! Whip me

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is

which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into an

of your mind? Is this one of your fetishes?

his lower lip tightly, his eyes

was definitely

hardships and injuries in

from her, for that would make

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

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

lips and looked down at

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 caught.

decided 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

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

remembers that I’ve just recovered from a

more tears as he felt ill at ease

craned his neck and asserted, “I’ll endure it until you’re

since you’re the one who’s asking for

both ends of the folded belt, and with a sudden jerk,

and braced himself for

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

the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and

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

no hurry; she stood quietly behind him and

effect on his physique. In fact, it made his skin two shades lighter, making him even

back muscles were naturally broad, and the lines and contours were

glance was quite

gently tracing each muscle on

her time, being

help but quiver. She’s clearly teasing me

feel a

teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and gripped

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

Whoosh!

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