Wooing My Ex-Wife

It was an order.

There was no room for negotiation or discussion.

No matter how hard I try, she won’t accept me again.

Does she truly want to draw a line between us so badly? So, she’s genuinely determined to become strangers with me for the rest of our lives? Maverick’s dark eyes welled up with tears as his eyelashes trembled slightly.

His eyes had long since lost the ferocity and hostility that once possessed them.

Excruciating pain washed over him as though his heart was being ruthlessly kneaded and smushed.

His pale, handsome face had a fragility that couldn’t be concealed.

Gwendolyn noticed his expression.

However, there wasn’t even the slightest change in the indifference on her face as she raised her hand, which was holding the documents, by an inch.

Maverick, who was incredibly torn, held his breath while taking the document with shaking hands.

As Gwendolyn turned around to reach for the pen on the coffee table, she heard a ripping sound behind her.

The man’s dark eyes were cold and ruthless as he once again tore the document to shreds without hesitation.

This time, he even threw the torn document directly above her head, acting utterly outrageous.

Snow-white scraps of paper fell onto her head.

Is he provoking me? Gwendolyn was truly furious.

Rage surged, boiled, and roared up from the pit of her stomach, flaring to the top of her head.

“Do you have a death wish?” she asked through gritted teeth.

Yet, the man across from her showed no signs of backing down.

Maverick’s deep, dark pupils were incredibly gloomy as their eyes met.

Skillfully, he slid his well-defined hand to his waist and unbuckled his belt, motioning to pull it out.

Gwendolyn stood still.

“What are you doing?” Is he going to hit me because he’s infuriated? Hah.

Does he really think he’s strong enough to defeat me now? She waited for him to make a move while glowering at him and discreetly gritting her teeth.

To her surprise, Maverick folded his belt in half and placed it in her hand forcefully.

His broad back was remarkably straight, and he was dressed in nothing but a thin, white shirt as he turned around and knelt on one knee.

“I will not obey this order.

You can punish me if you want to.

Whip me! Whip me until your anger is subdued!” he declared.

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is happening? Her pent-up rage, which was on the verge

fetishes? Are you a freaking masochist?” Maverick

definitely

though he had previously experienced hardships and injuries in the army, he was still afraid

distant from her, for that would make him feel even worse and

I owe you, not because

Maverick had spoken too much at once, and

shoulders shook as he coughed, but

red lips and looked down at

her tone was cold and emotionless as she said, “Your confession is three years

don’t need it

That ship has sailed.

us to start

Maverick’s breath

fate as he clenched his fists firmly,

ahead and

I’m signing that, no

Gwendolyn frowned

mind due to the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike you hard, especially when you’ve only just

neck and asserted, “I’ll endure it until you’re no longer

” Hah.

how stubborn you can be since you’re the one who’s asking for a

of the folded belt, and with a sudden jerk, it snapped straight, making

he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain

woman smirked slyly and remarked, “Getting

buy a new one

fabric in between, right?” He swallowed hard and got to work immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the

that, he maintained his posture without moving and

behind him and admired the

he had been injected with a special drug, it didn’t have any effect on

skin two shades lighter, making

his back muscles were naturally broad, and the lines

taking a glance was quite a feast for

tracing each muscle on his back with the folded

time, being

help

made

was getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened

she lifted it high in the air, wielded it like a whip, and swung it with

of wind whistled as the belt approached the

and his whole body

However, it didn’t hurt.

had whipped the marble floor

“Coward!” I thought he

a masochist, I’m not an unreasonable

“Put on your clothes.

won’t sign

until you’re

head and was about to leave