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?”

hit me because he’s infuriated? Hah. Does he really think he’s strong enough

him to make a move while glowering at him and discreetly gritting her

folded his belt in half and placed it in

and he was dressed in nothing but a thin, white shirt as he

not obey this order. You can punish me if you want

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck

was on the verge of

this one

lip tightly, his eyes a

definitely

and injuries

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

for you! I’ve been working extremely hard to pay back the debt I owe you, not because I want us to go our separate ways but because I hope you

much at once, and his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders shook

Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down at him

confession is three years too late. I don’t need it

was

he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then. There’s no

hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike you hard, especially when you’ve only

that I’ve just

began to fill with even more tears

craned his neck and asserted, “I’ll endure it until you’re no longer

you can be since you’re the

with

he clenched his teeth and braced himself

saw his pitiful appearance, the woman smirked slyly and remarked, “Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll have to buy a new

swallowed hard and got to work immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the

he maintained his posture without moving

was in no hurry; she stood quietly behind him and

special drug, it didn’t have any effect on his physique.

broad,

a glance was quite a

take in the view before gently tracing each muscle on his back with the folded tip of

time, being

but quiver.

made him feel a bit

fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened

it like a whip, and swung it with all her

Whoosh!

whistled as the belt approached the

shut his eyes tightly, and his whole body shuddered

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