Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 119

Chapter 119 Cunning Elven detected the sarcasm in his words and responded with a smile, “Mr. Wright, I apologize.” #15 Bonus Maverick hummed lightly and found himself walking toward the wall.

Facing the wall, he placed both hands on it for support.

As soon as he stood up, a cane whipped through the air like a gust of wind.

The blow landed directly and mercilessly on his straightened back, producing a crisp sound.

“Ugh…” Maverick gritted his teeth, his hands instinctively clenching into tight fists.

Before he could even recover from the pain brought by the first stroke, the second and third blows quickly followed.

They mercilessly hit his back without giving him a chance to catch his breath.

Indeed, it hurt.

Due to the injection of a special drug, his physical constitution had weakened and his skin had become thinner.

Thus, his sense of pain intensified.

The 023 special drug was originally designed to treat prisoners of war who had committed grave mistakes Once injected, the individual would be unable to resist.

The pain experienced during interrogation and punishment would be intensified.

This would ultimately lead to extreme physical and mental torment.

Never did he expect that one day the 023 drug, albeit an adjusted prescription, would be used to torment him.

It was ironic, indeed.

The intense pain from the cane striking his back snapped him back to reality.

After just over twenty strokes, it was obvious that several bruises had appeared underneath the white shir With sheer determination, Maverick held his breath to avoid making any humiliating cries.

He bit down on his lower lip so hard that it left a row of bloody marks.

Cold sweat covered his forehead, while the vei in his arms bulged prominently.

By the fortieth stroke, his arms, which were propped against the wall, began to tremble uncontrollably.

By the seventieth stroke, his back was in so much pain that it had almost gone numb.

His skin was more fragile than before.

back had been whipped open, leaving scattered bloodstains

feel

originally slender and straight, started

watched from the

admire how cunning

really hurt and torture its victim without actually killing

Gwendolyn’s back, all

way, Gwendolyn

As he was deep in thought, he

fallen onto the floor due to intense pain, passing out on the

at each other with bewildered expressions, ultimately turning

on the floor and asked, “How many times have you caned him?” “Ninety.” Elven clicked his tongue twice, suddenly feeling a sense of admiration

him.

to endure ninety strokes

is a

on him, did you?”

know how strong our hands

is Mr.

we dare to go easy?” They paused for a moment, then continued, “Elven, what should we do now? Should we give him the last ten strikes or not? If we do,

another look

color, was as pale as paper, yet his lips were covered in bright

and handsome features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not

fragile beauty, Elven

man was

Gwendolyn liked to

at least

people holding canes were

and focused

“Forget it.

lasted this long with his

splash water on him to wake him up and continue,

to Mr. Harris, then…” Elven replied, “I will tell him the truth.” They were

Ryan, who had been staying hidden in the

see?” Quinton

the living room

anything else.” Chapter

asks about it, you tell her exactly this If she doesn’t ask, then just act as

setting the story straight, everyone

posts after receiving their orders, completely ignoring

the apple of the eyes of

they would have to face the

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