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

me because he’s infuriated? Hah. Does he

him to make a move while glowering at

folded his belt in

in nothing but a thin, white shirt

You can punish me if you want

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck

was on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into an

mind? Is this one of your fetishes? Are you a freaking

lower lip tightly, his eyes a little

definitely not

and injuries in

to lose her or grow distant from her,

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

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

pursed her red lips and looked down at him in

as deep and still 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

breath was

fate as he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then. There’s

you lost your mind due to the fever? How many hits can

remembers that I’ve just recovered

even more tears as he felt

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

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

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

and braced himself for the pain

“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

and got to work immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it

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

behind him and

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

naturally broad, and the lines and contours

was quite a feast for the

gently tracing each muscle on his back with the folded tip of the

her time, being

help but quiver. She’s clearly teasing

him feel a bit parched

fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and gripped the

wielded it like a whip, and swung it with

Whoosh!

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