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.

was on the verge of erupting,

you a freaking masochist?” Maverick bit his lower

was definitely not

injuries in the

her or grow distant from her,

not because I want us to go our separate ways but because I hope you can give me a chance

Maverick had spoken too

shoulders shook as he coughed, but his back was still

like me?” Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down

and her tone was cold and

need

That ship has sailed.

us to start

breath was

fate as he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes,

and

no way I’m signing that,

Gwendolyn frowned upon

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 recovered?” She still remembers that

“I’ll endure it until

” Hah.

how stubborn you can be since you’re the

belt, and with a sudden jerk,

braced himself for the pain that could

him when she saw his pitiful appearance, the woman smirked slyly

to buy a new one

the pain is less intense with a layer of fabric in between, right?” He swallowed hard and got to work immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it

that, he maintained his posture without moving and waited for

she stood quietly behind him

a special drug, it didn’t have any

made his skin two shades lighter, making him even more

naturally broad, and the

quite a

the view before gently tracing each muscle on his back with the folded

took her time, being

couldn’t help

Her actions made

the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and

it like a whip, and swung

A gust of wind whistled

tightly, and his

However, it didn’t hurt.

the marble

scoffed, “Coward!” I thought he was tough, but he still

a masochist, I’m not

“Put on your clothes.

won’t sign it,

you’re

and was