Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 119

Chapter 119 Cunning

Elven detected the sarcasm in his words and responded with a smile, “Mr. Wright, I apologize.”

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Maverick hummed lightly and found himself walking toward the wall. Facing the wall, he placed both hands on it for support.

As soon as he stood up, a cane whipped through the air like a gust of wind.

The blow landed directly and mercilessly on his straightened back, producing a crisp sound.

“Ugh…”

Maverick gritted his teeth, his hands instinctively clenching into tight fists.

Before he could even recover from the pain brought by the first stroke, the second and third blows quickly followed. They mercilessly hit his back without giving him a chance to catch his breath.

Indeed, it hurt.

Due to the injection of a special drug, his physical constitution had weakened and his skin had become thinner. Thus, his sense of pain intensified.

The 023 special drug was originally designed to treat prisoners of war who had committed grave mistakes Once injected, the individual would be unable to resist. The pain experienced during interrogation and punishment would be intensified. This would ultimately lead to extreme physical and mental torment.

Never did he expect that one day the 023 drug, albeit an adjusted prescription, would be used to torment him.

It was ironic, indeed.

The intense pain from the cane striking his back snapped him back to reality.

After just over twenty strokes, it was obvious that several bruises had appeared underneath the white shir

With sheer determination, Maverick held his breath to avoid making any humiliating cries. He bit down on his lower lip so hard that it left a row of bloody marks. Cold sweat covered his forehead, while the vei in his arms bulged prominently.

By the fortieth stroke, his arms, which were propped against the wall, began to tremble uncontrollably.

By the seventieth stroke, his back was in so much pain that it had almost gone numb. His skin was more fragile than before. Several spots on his back had been whipped open, leaving scattered bloodstains on h white shirt.

He began to feel rather light-headed and unsteady. His legs, originally slender and straight, started to tremble uncontrollably.

from the side. He could not

really hurt and torture its victim without

trouble with Maverick behind Gwendolyn’s back, all the injuries on his back

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deep in thought, he suddenly

floor due to intense pain, passing out on the

other with bewildered expressions, ultimately turning to

what should

floor and asked, “How many times have you

“Ninety.”

tongue twice, suddenly feeling a sense of admiration for the unconscious man before.

out. He really is a tough guy. You two didn’t

go easy?” They paused for a moment, then continued, “Elven, what should we do

speak. He lowered his head to

pale as paper, yet his lips were covered in bright

surprisingly did not make him look bad.

wanted to exclaim how unfair God was.

no wonder Gwendolyn liked to keep him around. He was at least

“Elven?”

canes

and focused his

with his weak constitution. If we splash water on him to wake him up and continue, he’ll probably pass out again in no time. Mr. Harris said we should make it

things to Mr.

replied, “I will tell

ready to return

out Quinton and Ryan, who had been staying hidden in

did you two just

Wright passed out in the living room because he

We didn’t see anything

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nodded in satisfaction. “If Ms. Shalders asks about it, you tell her exactly this If she doesn’t ask, then just act as if

“Got it.”

setting the story straight, everyone left. Quinton and Ryan returned to their posts after receiving their

the Harrises. If anyone dared to

cold marble floor of

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