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.

rage, which was on

this one of your fetishes? Are you a freaking masochist?” Maverick bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes a little

definitely

previously experienced hardships and injuries in the army, he was

lose her or grow distant from her, for

because I want us to go our separate ways but because I hope you can give

Cough! Maverick had spoken too much at

as he coughed, but his

red lips and looked down at him

was cold and emotionless as she

need

That ship has sailed.

want us to

Maverick’s breath

to give up and accept his fate as he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and

and

signing that, no matter

Gwendolyn frowned

take if I were to strike you hard, especially when you’ve only just recovered?”

craned his neck and asserted, “I’ll endure

” Hah.

since you’re

folded belt, and with a sudden jerk, it

didn’t budge as he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain that could come

his pitiful appearance, the woman smirked slyly and remarked, “Getting whipped

a new one if

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

maintained his posture without moving and waited

was in no hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired the view for some

been injected with a special drug, it didn’t have

two shades lighter, making him even

muscles were naturally broad, and the lines

taking a glance was quite

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

time,

help but

intentionally! Her actions made him feel a

was getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened

the air, wielded it like a whip, and swung

whistled as

and his whole body shuddered almost

However, it didn’t hurt.

whipped the

the belt away and scoffed, “Coward!” I thought he was tough, but he still

he’s a masochist, I’m not an unreasonable

“Put on your clothes.

sign

you’re willing

her head and was about to leave after saying