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.

which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned

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

definitely

had previously experienced hardships and injuries in the

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

to pay back the debt I owe you, not because I want us

had spoken too much at once,

he coughed, but his

Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down at

and her tone was cold and emotionless

don’t need

That ship has sailed.

us to start

breath

accept his fate as he clenched his fists firmly,

ahead and

signing that,

Gwendolyn frowned

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 to fill with even more tears as he felt ill at ease and

neck and asserted, “I’ll endure

” Hah.

can be since you’re the one who’s

and with a

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

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

to buy a new

the pain is less intense with a layer of fabric in between, right?” He swallowed hard and got to work immediately, deftly

posture without moving and

stood quietly behind him and admired the view

injected with a special drug, it didn’t have

skin two shades lighter, making

broad, and

a glance was quite

view before gently tracing each muscle on his

took her time, being exceedingly

help

me intentionally! Her actions made him feel a bit parched

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

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

whistled as the belt approached the

his eyes tightly, and

However, it didn’t hurt.

the marble floor

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

he’s a masochist, I’m not

“Put on your clothes.

sign

until you’re willing

turned her head and was about to leave after