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 are

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

a move while glowering at him and discreetly gritting

folded his belt in half

but a thin, white shirt as he turned around and

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck

was on the verge of

this one of your fetishes? Are you a

lower lip tightly, his eyes

was definitely

experienced hardships and injuries in the army, he was still afraid

lose her or grow distant from her, for that would

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

was dry and scratchy.

her red lips and looked down at him in silence for

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

was caught. “I’m

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

that. “Have you lost your mind due to the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike you hard,

that I’ve just recovered

began to fill with even more tears as he

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

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

and with a sudden jerk, it snapped straight, making

his teeth and braced himself

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 is less

buttons, removing it,

he maintained his posture without moving and waited for her

she stood quietly behind him and admired the view

he had been injected with a special drug, it didn’t have any effect on his physique. In fact, it made his

were naturally broad, and the lines

was quite

gently tracing each muscle on his back with the

her time, being exceedingly

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

actions made him feel a bit parched

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

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

Whoosh!

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