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?

move while

Maverick folded his belt in half and placed it

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

want to. Whip me! Whip me until your anger is

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is

the verge of

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

lower lip tightly, his eyes

was definitely

and injuries in the army, he

lose her or grow distant from her, for that would make him

working extremely hard to pay back the debt I owe you, not because I want us to go our separate ways but because

once, and his throat was dry and scratchy.

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

and still as deathly silence, and her tone was cold and emotionless as she said, “Your confession is three years too late. I don’t need it anymore. That ship has sailed. You want us to

breath was caught. “I’m

his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then. There’s no way

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

I’ve

fill with even more tears as he felt ill at

asserted, “I’ll endure it until

see how stubborn you can be since

with a sudden jerk, it snapped

he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the

pitiful appearance, the woman smirked slyly and remarked, “Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll have to buy a new

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

that, he maintained his posture without moving and waited

no hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired

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

broad, and

quite a feast for the

a moment to take in the view before gently tracing each muscle

time, being exceedingly

help but quiver. She’s clearly teasing me

a bit

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

it high in the air, wielded it like a whip, and

Whoosh!

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