Chapter 158 Provoke and Ask for a Beating?

This was an order.

There was no room lor negotiation or bargaming

Did Viola want to draw a clor line with him so badly but no matter low hard lie ITINI, she relused to accept him

So was she really determined to be a stranger to luim for the rest of her lite?

Orlando’s lowed myelashes trembled, and lots gradually appeared in luis c’yes.

His eyes were no longer filled with the violence and viciousness he had felt before.

He felt that his heart was being rubbed by someone, and he was in so much pain.

His pale, handsome face couldn’t hide his weakness

Viola saw the expression on liis face

But there was not the slightest change in the coldness on her face, and she raised the document a little higher.

Orlando held his breath, his fingertips trembling as he took the document. His heart was extremely complicated.

Just as Viola turned to pick up the pen on the coffee table, she heard a hissing sound behind her.

Orlando’s eyes were cold as he tore the document into pieces without hesitation.

And this time, he even went too far to directly throw it over Viola’s head!

The white scraps of paper fell on her head.

Provocation?

Viola was really angry.

Her anger was surging, rolling, and roaring, rubbing up to the top of her head,

Viola ground her teeth and said word by word, “Are you courting death?”

The man in front of her was not afrald at all. When Orlando looked at her, his deep and dark eyes were extremely

gloomy.

His well-defined hands slid to the belt around his waist and he untied the buckle neatly, as it he was about to pull it

out.

“Whal are you doing?”

Viola slood still

Was Orlando so angry that he wanted io luit hier?

current strength, did he really

angrily and gritted her teeth, waiting for him to

his belt and stuffed it

lonelt on one knee. His broad back, which was only

won’t obey this order. I even made you angry. I accept my punishment. You can whip me! You

Viola was confused.

What is that?

But all of a sudden, Orlando

something wrong with your brain? What special hobby is it?

his lower lip

not

and was injured, he was still afraid

didn’t want to lose Viola. He didn’t want to be a stranger to her. That would make him

debt I owed you, not for the sake of being a stranger to you, but because I wanted you to give me a chance to start over with

and his throat was dry. He couched until his shoulders trembled, and his back was still

“Like?”

and looked

were like deathly stillness, and

three years ago. I don’t want it anymore. To me,

start

a sharp pain in his

clenched his fists, sniffed, accepted his late, and closed his eyes.

sign it anyway.”

“Is there something wrong with your brain because of the fever in the past two

also knew that he had just recovered

heart, mare tears welling up in his

beat me until you

Viola thought, interesting

He is so stubborn.

he ask

that had been snapped in half and suddenly straightened it, making a crisp

gritted his teeth and prepared for the pain to come at any

how annoying he was, she suddenly had the thought of teasing him. She smiled mischievously, “That’s not funny to have your shirt on. Il your shirt is damaged, you still have to buy a new one. Moreover, you

and threw it on the coffee

unrestrained manner.

unchanged, and he straightened his back, waiting for Viola

a hurry. She quietly stood behind Orlando and feasted her eyes on

medicine, the medicine would not have any elfect on

broad back inuscles, and his muscles were

it was very pleasing to the

Viola used the tip of the belt to gently stroke every muscle on

slow and

couldn’t help but treinble slightly. Viola

turned him on and made

point that he couldn’t take it anymore, Viola loosened the end of the belt and gripped the end of the

as a whip, and swung it with

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