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 open, leaving scattered

to feel rather light-headed

and straight, started to

from the

but admire how cunning Treyton’s

cane could really hurt and torture

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

Gwendolyn would

deep in

fallen onto the floor due to intense pain,

looked at each other with bewildered expressions, ultimately turning to

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

him.

to endure ninety strokes without

really is a tough

go easy on him, did you?” The two

how strong our hands

this is Mr.

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 we continue, right?” Elven

his head to take another look at

face, devoid of color, was as pale as paper, yet his lips were

distinct and handsome features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not make him

unique sense of fragile beauty, Elven sincerely wanted to

man was

no wonder Gwendolyn

at least

holding canes were at a

snapped back to reality and focused his gaze

“Forget it.

quite a miracle that he’s lasted this

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

so let’s get going.” “How should we explain things to Mr. Harris, then…” Elven replied, “I will

and Ryan, who had been staying hidden in

you two just see?” Quinton and

room because he was too

didn’t see anything else.” Chapter 11 Cunning Elven nodded in

this If she doesn’t

After setting the story

posts after receiving their orders, completely ignoring

the apple of the eyes

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

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