Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 158

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?”

Does he really think he’s

move while glowering at

his belt in half and placed it in

nothing but a thin, white shirt as he turned

this order. You can punish me if you want to. Whip

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck

on the verge of erupting,

Is this one of your

bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes

definitely not a

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

distant from her, for

I owe you, not because I want us to go our separate ways but because I

at once, and his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders shook as he coughed, but his back

Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down

as deep and still as deathly silence, and her tone was cold and emotionless as she said, “Your confession is three years too late. I don’t need it anymore. That ship has sailed. You want us

was

fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then. There’s no way I’m signing that, no

“Have you lost your mind due to the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I were

still remembers that I’ve just recovered from

eyes began to fill with even more tears as he felt ill

his neck and asserted, “I’ll endure it until you’re

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

folded belt, and with a sudden jerk, it snapped straight, making

he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain

much fun. You’ll have to buy a new one if it’s torn. Besides, the pain is less intense with a layer of fabric in between,

the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the coffee table in an elegant and carefree

without moving and waited for her

hurry; she stood quietly behind him

drug, it didn’t have any effect on his physique. In fact, it made

his back muscles were naturally broad, and the lines

glance was quite

view before gently tracing each muscle

took her time, being

help but quiver. She’s clearly

him feel a bit parched and

teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt

it high in the air, wielded it like a whip, and swung it with all her

Whoosh!

whistled as the belt approached

shut his eyes tightly, and his

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