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 are you

Hah. Does he really think he’s strong enough

him to make a move while glowering at him and

in half and placed

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

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck

verge

mind? Is this one of your fetishes?

lower lip tightly, his eyes a

definitely not a

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

or grow distant from her, for that

you, not because I want us to go our separate ways but because I hope you can give me a chance to start over.

his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders shook as he coughed,

pursed her red lips and looked down at

“Your confession is three years too late. I don’t need

breath was

his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and

many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike you hard,

remembers that I’ve

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

asserted, “I’ll endure it until you’re

since you’re the one

both ends of the folded belt, and with a sudden jerk, it snapped straight, making a crisp

teeth and braced himself for the pain that

isn’t much fun. You’ll have to buy a new one if it’s torn. Besides, the

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

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

stood quietly behind him and admired the

his physique. In fact, it

back muscles were naturally broad, and the lines

a glance was quite a feast

the view before gently tracing each muscle on his back with

took her time, being exceedingly

but quiver.

him feel a bit parched

Gwendolyn loosened the end of the

high in the air, wielded it like a whip,

Whoosh!

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