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

infuriated? Hah. Does he really think he’s strong enough to

for him to make a move while glowering

surprise, Maverick folded his belt in half and placed

was dressed in nothing but a thin, white shirt as

can punish me if you want to. Whip me! Whip me until your anger

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck

rage, which was on the verge of

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

his lower lip tightly, his eyes a little

definitely not a

and injuries

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

all of this for you! I’ve been working extremely hard to pay back the debt I owe you, not because I want us to go our separate

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

pursed her red lips and looked down at

still as deathly silence, and her tone was cold and emotionless as she said, “Your confession is three years too late. I don’t

breath was

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 no way

fever? How many hits can

I’ve

with even more tears as he felt ill at ease and

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

stubborn you can be since

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

braced himself

smirked slyly and remarked, “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

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

maintained his posture without moving and waited for

behind him

his

were naturally broad, and

quite a feast for

take in the view before gently tracing each muscle on his back with the folded tip

her time, being

help but quiver. She’s clearly teasing

actions made him feel a bit parched and

the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened

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

Whoosh!

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