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

him to make a move while

in half and

dressed in nothing but a thin, white shirt as

want

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck

verge

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

bit his lower lip tightly,

definitely not

though he had previously experienced hardships and injuries in the

to lose her 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

his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders shook

pursed her red lips and looked down

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

was caught.

and accept his fate as he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled.

hearing that. “Have you lost your mind due to the fever? How many hits can your frail

I’ve just recovered from a

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

asserted, “I’ll

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

ends of the folded belt, and with

braced himself for the pain that could

teasing him when she saw his pitiful appearance, the woman smirked slyly and remarked, “Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll have to buy

shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the coffee table in an

without moving and waited for her to

was in no hurry; she stood quietly behind him and

his physique. In fact, it made

muscles were naturally broad,

taking a glance was quite a feast for

moment to take in the view before gently tracing

time,

quiver. She’s clearly teasing

him feel a bit

as he was getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and

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

Whoosh!

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