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.

on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into

Is this one of your fetishes? Are you a

definitely not

previously experienced hardships and injuries in the army, he was

he didn’t want to lose her or grow distant from her, for that would make him feel even worse and more

debt I owe you, not because I want us to go our separate ways

you a lot!” Cough! Cough! Maverick had spoken too much at once, and his throat was dry and

as he coughed, but

and looked down at him in silence for a

was cold and emotionless as

need it

That ship has sailed.

to start over?

Maverick’s breath

up and accept his fate as

and

way I’m signing that, no

Gwendolyn frowned upon

only just recovered?” She still remembers that I’ve just recovered from a fever… The man’s obsidian-like eyes began to fill with even more tears as he felt ill at ease

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

” Hah.

since you’re the one who’s asking

and with a

budge as he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain that could come

the woman smirked slyly and remarked, “Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t

a new one if

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

without moving and waited for her

behind him and admired the view for some

a special drug, it didn’t

made his skin two shades lighter,

were naturally broad, and the lines and contours

taking a glance was quite

a moment to take in the view before gently tracing each muscle on his back with the

her time, being exceedingly

help

clearly teasing me intentionally! Her actions made him feel a bit

was getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and

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

gust of wind whistled as the belt

and

However, it didn’t hurt.

the marble

away and scoffed, “Coward!” I thought

masochist, I’m not an unreasonable

“Put on your clothes.

won’t sign it,

until you’re willing to

and was about