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.

the side. He could not help

really hurt and torture its victim without

back, all the injuries on his back would not affect his walking. This way, Gwendolyn

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in thought, he

onto the floor due to intense pain,

aggressors looked at each other with

what should we

on the floor and asked,

“Ninety.”

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

endure ninety strokes without making a sound before passing out. He really is a tough guy. You

what should we do now? Should we give him the

did not speak. He lowered his head to take another look

pale as paper, yet his

of his distinct and handsome features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not make him look bad. Instead,

how unfair

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

“Elven?”

people holding canes

to reality and focused his gaze

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 quick,

we explain things to Mr.

replied, “I will tell him

getting ready to return

leaving, Elven called out Quinton and Ryan, who had been staying

you

their heads. “Mr. Wright passed out in

housework. We didn’t

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satisfaction. “If Ms. Shalders asks about it, you tell her exactly this If she doesn’t

“Got it.”

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

of the eyes of the Harrises. If anyone dared to hurt her, they

the cold marble floor

was 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