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.

spots on his back had been whipped open,

feel rather

slender and straight, started

from the

admire how cunning

and torture

with Maverick behind Gwendolyn’s back, all

way, Gwendolyn

deep in thought,

onto the floor due to intense pain,

looked at each other with bewildered expressions, ultimately turning to Elven for

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

him.

to endure ninety strokes without making a

really is a

him, did you?”

strong our hands

is

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

head to take another look at Maverick on

was as pale as paper,

his miserable appearance surprisingly did not

gave off a unique sense of fragile beauty, Elven sincerely wanted

was really

no wonder Gwendolyn liked to

least pleasing

people holding

back to reality and focused his gaze on Maverick’s dreadful-looking

“Forget it.

quite a miracle that he’s lasted this long with

him to wake him up and

let’s get going.” “How should we explain things to Mr. Harris, then…” Elven replied, “I will tell him the truth.” They were getting ready to

Quinton and Ryan, who

just see?” Quinton and Ryan

room because he was

Chapter 11 Cunning Elven

you tell her exactly this If

“Got it.” After setting

posts after receiving their orders, completely ignoring the man who

the apple of the eyes

her, they would have to face the consequences of their own

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