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,

feel rather

slender and straight,

watched from the

not help but admire

cane could really hurt and torture its victim

Maverick behind Gwendolyn’s back, all the injuries

Gwendolyn would not

he was deep

the floor due to intense pain, passing out on the

other with bewildered expressions,

floor and asked, “How many times have you caned him?” “Ninety.” Elven clicked his tongue twice, suddenly feeling a sense of admiration for the

him.

actually managed to endure ninety strokes

is a tough

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

how strong our hands

is

“Elven, what should we do now? Should we give him the last ten strikes or not? If we do, I’m afraid we’ll have

lowered his head to take another look at Maverick

was as pale as paper, yet his lips were covered in

his distinct and handsome features, his miserable

a unique sense of fragile beauty, Elven sincerely wanted to exclaim

was really

wonder Gwendolyn liked

was at least

holding canes were

and focused his

“Forget it.

that he’s lasted this long

we splash water on him to wake him up and

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

out Quinton and Ryan,

you two just see?”

room because he was too from

Chapter 11 Cunning Elven nodded in

you tell her exactly this If she doesn’t ask, then just act as if

After setting

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

of the

would have to face the

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