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.

whipped

feel rather light-headed and

slender and

watched from the

could not help but admire how cunning Treyton’s

and torture

Maverick behind Gwendolyn’s back, all the injuries on his

Gwendolyn would not

he was deep in thought, he suddenly

to intense pain, passing out

two aggressors looked at each other with bewildered

pale-faced Maverick on the floor and asked, “How many times have you caned him?” “Ninety.” Elven clicked

him.

strokes without making

is

go easy on him, did you?” The two hurriedly

strong our

this is

we give him the last ten strikes or not? If we do, I’m afraid we’ll have to splash water o him to wake him up before

take another look at Maverick on

was as pale as paper, yet his lips

miserable

a unique sense of fragile beauty, Elven sincerely wanted to

was

no wonder Gwendolyn liked to

least

holding

focused his gaze on

“Forget it.

miracle that he’s lasted

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

going.” “How should we explain things to Mr. Harris, then…” Elven replied,

out Quinton and Ryan, who had been staying hidden in the

did you two just see?” Quinton and

passed out in the living room because he was too from doing

see anything else.” Chapter 11 Cunning Elven nodded

exactly this If she doesn’t ask, then

it.” After setting the

Ryan returned to their posts after receiving their orders, completely ignoring the man who had fainted in the living

of the

they would have to face the consequences of their

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