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.

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

your fetishes? Are you a

was definitely

he had previously experienced hardships and injuries in

lose her or grow distant from her, for that would make him feel even

working extremely hard to pay back the debt I owe you, not because I want us to go our separate ways but because I hope you can give me a chance to

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

he coughed, but his back

and looked down at him in silence for

deathly silence, and her tone was cold and emotionless as she

don’t need it

That ship has sailed.

want us to start over?

breath

to give up and accept his fate as

and whip

I’m signing that, no matter

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 recovered?” She still remembers that I’ve just recovered from a fever… The man’s obsidian-like eyes began

“I’ll endure it until you’re no

” Hah.

how stubborn you can be since

gripped both ends of the folded belt, and with a sudden jerk, it

he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain that

she saw his pitiful appearance, the woman smirked slyly and

a new

immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the coffee

moving

stood quietly behind him and admired the view for

drug, it didn’t have any effect on

fact, it made his skin two shades lighter, making

muscles were naturally broad, and the lines and contours were

was quite

view before gently tracing each muscle on his

time,

couldn’t help

made him feel a bit parched and unbearably

by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and

in the air, wielded it like a whip, and swung

A gust of wind whistled as

his eyes tightly, and his whole

However, it didn’t hurt.

whipped the marble

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

masochist, I’m not an

“Put on your clothes.

sign it, stay

until you’re willing to

turned her head and was about to