Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

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?”

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

to make a move while glowering at him and

her surprise, Maverick folded his belt in half and placed it in her

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

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is

on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into

out of your mind? Is this one of

tightly, his eyes a little

definitely not

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

distant from her, for that

to go our separate ways but because I hope you can give me a chance to

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

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

were as deep and still as deathly silence, and her tone was cold and emotionless as she said, “Your confession

breath was

his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead

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

that I’ve just recovered from a

even more tears as he felt ill at ease and

his neck and asserted, “I’ll endure it

see how stubborn you can be since you’re the one

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

and braced himself for the pain that could come at

slyly and remarked, “Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll

thin shirt’s buttons, removing it,

without moving and waited for

quietly behind him and admired the view

on his physique. In fact, it made his skin two shades lighter, making him even

back muscles were naturally broad, and the lines and contours

quite a feast

took a moment to take in the view before gently tracing

time, being

quiver. She’s

actions made him feel a bit parched and

overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened

in the air, wielded it like a whip,

Whoosh!

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