The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

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?”

Is he going to hit me because he’s infuriated? Hah. Does he really think he’s strong enough to defeat me now?

She waited for him to make a move while glowering at him and discreetly gritting her teeth.

his belt in half and

was remarkably straight, and he was dressed in nothing but a thin,

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck

pent-up rage, which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned

out of your mind? Is this one of your fetishes? Are you a

tightly, his eyes a little

was definitely

had previously experienced hardships and injuries in

to lose her or grow distant from her,

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 can give me a

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

me?” Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down at him in

emotionless as she said, “Your confession is three years too late. I don’t need it

was caught.

to give up and accept his fate as he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go

fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike you hard, especially when

remembers that I’ve just

more tears as he

“I’ll endure it

how stubborn you can be since

gripped both ends of the folded belt, and with a sudden jerk, it snapped

and braced himself for the pain that could come

a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll have to buy a new one if it’s torn. Besides,

work immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the coffee table in an

that, he maintained his posture without moving and waited for

was in no hurry; she stood quietly behind

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

were naturally broad,

taking a glance was quite a feast

the view before gently tracing each muscle

her time, being exceedingly

quiver. She’s clearly

him feel a bit parched

getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of

the air, wielded it like

Whoosh!

gust of wind whistled as the

shut his eyes tightly, and his whole body shuddered almost