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

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

waited for him to make a move while glowering at him and discreetly

her surprise, Maverick folded his belt in half and placed it

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

me if you want to. Whip me! Whip me until

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is

rage, which was on the verge of erupting,

one of your fetishes? Are you a freaking

bit his lower lip tightly, his

was definitely not

injuries in the

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

not because I want us to go our separate ways but because I

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

like me?” Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down at him in silence

emotionless as she said, “Your confession is three

breath was caught.

clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip

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

I’ve

man’s obsidian-like eyes began to fill with even more tears as he felt ill at ease

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

can be since you’re

the folded belt, and with

as he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain that could come at

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

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

his posture without moving

hurry; she stood quietly behind

on his physique. In fact, it made his skin

naturally broad,

glance was quite a feast for

gently tracing each muscle on his back with the

time, being exceedingly

help but quiver. She’s clearly

a bit parched and

the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened

lifted it high in the air, wielded it like a whip,

Whoosh!

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