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?

waited for him to make a move while glowering at him

belt in half and placed it in her hand

broad back was remarkably straight, and he was dressed in nothing but

me if you want to. Whip me! Whip me until your anger is subdued!”

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is

rage, which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly

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

lower lip tightly, his eyes a little

definitely

and injuries in the army, he

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

to go our separate ways but because I hope

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

like me?” Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked

as deep and still as deathly silence, and her tone was cold and emotionless as she said, “Your confession is three years too late. I

breath was caught.

accept his fate as he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me,

due to the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I

still remembers that I’ve

began to fill with even more tears as he felt ill at ease and

his neck and asserted, “I’ll endure it until you’re

you can be since

both ends of the folded belt, and with a

budge as he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain that could

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

the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto

his posture without moving and waited for her to make a

was in no hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired

been injected with a special drug, it didn’t have any effect on his physique. In fact, it made his skin two shades lighter, making him

back muscles were naturally broad, and the

taking a glance was quite a

took a moment to take in the view before gently tracing each muscle on his back

time, being exceedingly

quiver. She’s clearly

made him feel a

Gwendolyn

it like a whip,

Whoosh!

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