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 on h white

to feel rather

legs, originally slender and straight,

from the

could not help but admire how

cane could really hurt and torture

he was secretly looking for trouble with Maverick behind Gwendolyn’s back, all the injuries on

Gwendolyn would

Cunning As he was deep in thought, he suddenly heard

to intense

at each other with bewildered expressions, ultimately turning to

should we do?” Elven glanced at the pale-faced Maverick on the floor and asked, “How many times have you caned him?” “Ninety.” Elven clicked his tongue twice, suddenly feeling a sense of admiration for

him.

to endure ninety strokes without making

is

two didn’t go easy on him, did you?” The two hurriedly

how strong

this is

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

another look at Maverick

was as pale as paper, yet his lips

his distinct and handsome features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did

off a unique sense of fragile beauty,

man was really

wonder Gwendolyn liked to

at least pleasing to the

The two people holding canes

back to reality and focused his

“Forget it.

he’s lasted

water on him to wake him up and continue, he’ll probably pass out again

we explain things to Mr. Harris, then…” Elven replied, “I will tell him

Quinton and Ryan,

just see?” Quinton and Ryan lowered

in the living room because he

see anything else.” Chapter 11 Cunning Elven nodded

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

setting the story

receiving their orders, completely

was the apple of the eyes of

anyone dared to hurt her, they would have to face the consequences of their

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