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.

still. “What are you

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

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

in half and placed it

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

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is

which was on the verge of

one of your fetishes? Are you a

tightly, his eyes a

was definitely not a

hardships and injuries in the army, he was still

to lose her or grow distant from her, for that would make

the debt I owe you, not because I want us to go our separate ways but because

and his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders

her red lips and looked down at him in silence for

emotionless as she said, “Your confession is three years too late. I don’t need it anymore. That ship has sailed. You want us to start over?

was

firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then.

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

remembers that I’ve just recovered from

with even more tears as he felt ill

craned his neck and asserted, “I’ll endure it until you’re no longer

see how stubborn you can be since you’re the one who’s asking for a

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

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

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

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

posture without moving and waited for her to make a

was in no hurry; she stood quietly behind him and

a special drug, it didn’t have any effect on his physique. In fact, it made his skin two shades lighter, making him

back muscles were naturally broad, and the

glance was quite

tracing each muscle on

her time,

couldn’t help but quiver. She’s clearly teasing

him feel a bit

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

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

Whoosh!

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