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

Does

waited for him to make a move while

his belt in half and placed it in

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

want to. Whip

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck

pent-up rage, which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly

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

bit his lower lip tightly,

definitely not a

injuries in the army, he

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

you! I’ve been working 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 you

spoken too much at once, and his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders shook as he coughed, but his

and

were 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

was

eyes,

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

I’ve just recovered from a

obsidian-like eyes began to fill with even more tears as

and asserted, “I’ll

see how stubborn you can be since you’re

of the folded belt, and with a sudden jerk,

teeth and braced himself for the pain that

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

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

that, he maintained his posture without moving and waited for

quietly behind him and admired the

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

muscles were naturally broad, and the

glance was quite

took a moment to take in the view before gently tracing each muscle on his back with the folded tip

took her time,

but quiver.

him feel a bit parched and unbearably

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

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

Whoosh!

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