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.

on his back had been whipped

began to feel rather light-headed

legs, originally slender and straight, started

watched from the

not help but admire how cunning

really hurt and torture its victim without actually

Maverick behind Gwendolyn’s back, all the injuries on his back would not

Gwendolyn

As he was deep in

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

other with

many times have you caned him?” “Ninety.” Elven clicked his tongue twice,

him.

ninety strokes without making a sound before

is

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

strong

is Mr. Harris’

a moment, then continued, “Elven, what should we do now? Should we give him the last ten strikes or

to take another look at

color, was as pale as paper, yet his lips were

features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not make him

unique sense of fragile beauty, Elven sincerely wanted

man was really

wonder Gwendolyn liked

at least pleasing

two people holding canes were

to reality and focused his

“Forget it.

miracle that he’s lasted

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

going.” “How should we explain things to Mr.

called out Quinton and Ryan, who had

did you two just see?” Quinton and Ryan

in the living room because he was

anything else.” Chapter 11 Cunning Elven nodded in

this If she doesn’t ask,

it” “Got it.” After setting the

their orders, completely ignoring

of the eyes of the

have to face

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