The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

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.

could not help

cane could really hurt and torture its

the injuries on his back

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thought, he

fallen onto the floor due to intense pain, passing out on

aggressors looked at each other with bewildered expressions, ultimately turning to

should we

Maverick on the floor and

“Ninety.”

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

ninety strokes without making a sound before passing out. He really is a tough guy. You two didn’t go easy

shook their heads. “You know how strong our hands are. Besides, this is Mr. Harris’ order. How could we dare to go easy?” They paused for a moment, then continued, “Elven, what should we do now? Should we give him the last ten strikes or not? If we do, I’m afraid we’ll have to splash water o him to wake him

head to take another

as pale as paper, yet

distinct and handsome features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not make him look bad. Instead, it gave off a

exclaim how unfair God was.

wonder Gwendolyn liked to keep him around. He was at least

“Elven?”

holding canes

reality 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

we explain things to

“I will tell

were getting ready to

and Ryan, who had

you two

their heads. “Mr. Wright passed out

housework. We didn’t see

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exactly this If she doesn’t

“Got it.”

straight, everyone left. Quinton and Ryan returned to their posts after

was the apple of the eyes of the Harrises. If anyone dared to

curled up on the cold marble floor of the

foggy and heavy. He felt that he was caught in a cycle of being jolted awake by pain and then slipping back into dizziness. Over and over, he endured