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, leaving scattered bloodstains on h white

began to feel rather light-headed and

and straight, started to

from

help but admire how cunning Treyton’s beating

and torture its victim without

with Maverick behind Gwendolyn’s back, all

way, Gwendolyn would not

119 Cunning As he was deep in thought, he suddenly

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

other with

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

him.

managed to endure ninety strokes without making a

really is a

him, did you?” The two hurriedly shook

strong our

this is

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

his head to take another look at Maverick on the

entire face, devoid of color, was as pale as paper, yet his

handsome features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not make

beauty, Elven sincerely wanted to exclaim how

man was

no wonder Gwendolyn liked to

at least pleasing to

The two people holding canes

reality and focused his gaze on

“Forget it.

that he’s lasted this long with his weak

him up and

we should make it quick, so 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

Elven called out Quinton and Ryan,

just see?” Quinton and Ryan lowered

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

anything else.” Chapter 11 Cunning Elven nodded in

asks about it, you tell her exactly this

“Got it.” After setting

to their posts after receiving their orders,

was the apple of the

hurt her, they would have to face

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