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

going to hit me because he’s infuriated? Hah. Does he really think he’s strong enough to defeat me

for him to make a move while

in half and placed it in

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

you want

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck

verge of erupting, suddenly turned into

mind? Is this one of your fetishes? Are

lip tightly, his

definitely not a

and injuries in the army,

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

you, not because I want us to go

and his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders

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

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

was caught.

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 I’m

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

I’ve just recovered from a

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

asserted, “I’ll

how stubborn you can be since

of the folded belt, and with a

didn’t budge as he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain

appearance, the woman smirked slyly and remarked, “Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll

the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and

he maintained his posture without moving

quietly behind him and admired the view for

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

his back muscles were naturally broad, and the

quite

tracing each muscle on his back with the folded

time, being exceedingly

quiver.

made him feel a bit parched and

Gwendolyn loosened the end of the

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

Whoosh!

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