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.

Her pent-up rage, which was on the verge of

your mind? Is this one of your fetishes? Are you a freaking masochist?” Maverick bit

was definitely not

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

lose her or grow distant from her, for that

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

a lot!” Cough! Cough! Maverick had spoken too much at

shoulders shook as he coughed,

lips and looked down at him in silence for a

as deep and still as deathly silence, and her tone was cold

need it

That ship has sailed.

us to start over?

Maverick’s breath was

his fate as he clenched his fists firmly,

ahead and whip

signing that, no

Gwendolyn frowned upon

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

asserted, “I’ll endure it until

” Hah.

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

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

braced himself for the pain that could come at

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

have to buy a new one

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

moving and waited for her to

hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired the view for

had been injected with a special drug,

made his skin two shades lighter, making him

muscles were naturally broad, and the

a glance was quite a feast for

gently tracing each muscle on his back

time, being exceedingly

help but

teasing me intentionally! Her actions made him feel a bit

teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and

she lifted it high in the air, wielded it

of wind whistled as the belt

tightly, and

However, it didn’t hurt.

whipped the

thought

masochist, I’m

“Put on your clothes.

won’t sign

until you’re willing to

head and was about to