Chapter 158


    It was an order.


    There was no room for negotiation or discussion.


    No matter how hard I try, she won’t ept me again. Does she truly want to draw a line between


    us so badly? So, she’s genuinely determined to be strangers with me for the rest of our


    lives?


    Maverick’s dark eyes welled up with tears as his eyshes 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, ring 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.


    To her surprise, Maverick folded his belt in half and ced it in her hand forcefully.


    His broad back was remarkably straight, and he was dressed in nothing but a thin, white shirt as he


    turned around and knelt on one knee.


    “I will not obey this order. You can punish me if you want to. Whip me! Whip me until your anger is


    subdued!” he dered.


    Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.


    What the heck is happening?


    Her pent-up rage, which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into an exasperatedugh.


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


    Maverick bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes a little red.


    He was definitely not a masochist.


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


    pain.


    However, he didn’t want to lose her or grow distant from her, for that would make him feel even worse


    and more suffocated.


    “I’m doing all of this for 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 chance to start over.


    I genuinely like you a lot!” Cough! Cough!


    Maverick had spoken too much at once, and his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders shook as


    he coughed, but his back was still straight.


    “You like me?” Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down at him in silence for a while.


    Her eyes were as deep and still as deathly silence, and her tone was cold and emotionless as she said,


    “Your confession is three years toote. I don’t need it anymore. That ship has sailed. You want us to


    start over? Impossible.”


    Maverick’s breath was caught. “I’m sorry…”


    He decided to give up and ept his fate as he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled.


    “Go ahead and whip me, then. There’s no way I’m signing that, no matter what.”


    Gwendolyn frowned upon hearing that. “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, especially when you’ve only just recovered?”


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    She still remembers that I’ve just recovered from a fever…


    The man’s obsidian-like eyes began to fill with even more tears as he felt ill at ease and aggrieved.


    He craned his neck and asserted, “I’ll endure it until you’re no longer mad.”


    Hah. Let’s see how stubborn you can be since you’re the one who’s asking for a beating.


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


    crisp sound.


    Maverick didn’t budge as he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain that coulde at any


    moment.


    Suddenly feeling like teasing him when she saw his 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 one if it’s


    torn. Besides, the pain is less intense with ayer of fabric in between, right?”


    He swallowed hard and got to work immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and


    tossing it onto the coffee table in an elegant and carefree manner.


    With that, he maintained his posture without moving and waited for her to make a move.


    Gwendolyn was in no hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired the view for some time.


    Although he had 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 even more attractive.


    Additionally, his back muscles were naturally broad, and the lines and contours were wless.


    Simply taking a nce was quite a feast for the eyes.


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


    folded tip of the belt.


    She took her time, being exceedingly patient.


    Maverick couldn’t help but quiver. She’s clearly teasing me intentionally!


    Her actions made him feel a bit parched and unbearably itchy.


    Just as he was getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and


    gripped the metal sp.


    Then, she lifted it high in the air, wielded it like a whip, and swung it with all her strength.


    Whoosh!


    A gust of wind whistled as the belt approached the man.


    Maverick shut his eyes tightly, and his whole body shuddered almost reflexively.


    However, it didn’t hurt.


    Gwendolyn had whipped the marble floor instead.


    She threw the belt away and scoffed, “Coward!”


    I thought he was tough, but he still ended up trembling. Even if he’s a masochist, I’m not an


    unreasonable maniac.


    “Put on your clothes. Since you won’t sign it, stay here, then. Stay until you’re willing to sign.”


    She turned her head and was about to leave after saying that icily.


    In a trice, Maverick got to his feet, turned around, and grabbed her wrist. “It’s already nighttime.


    Where are you going?”


    “I’m not happy living here, so I’ll find another ce to stay.”


    Her tone sounded nonchnt, but her words were heartless and stony.


    He tightened the grip around her wrist, refusing to let go.


    From what she’s implying, she doesn’t n on returning to Bay Vi and intends to dump me


    alone. So, she’s gonna give me the cold shoulder until I sign that document?


    “Let go.” Gwendolyn frowned and showed no mercy as she pried his hand open.


    Maverick’s breath hitched, but he ultimately gave in.


    “Give me one year! You cooked for me for three years when we were married. I’ll repay you by


    cooking for you for a year and leave on my own after paying off all my debt. I won’t bother you


    again. How does that sound?”


    “Really? You’ll leave me alone forever?” she asked to confirm.


    His breathing stilled, and a bitter smile spread across his pale, handsome face. “Yes, you have


    my word.”


    “All right.” She raised her eyebrows and recorded his promise on her phone. “I hope you’ll


    remember what you’ve said.”


    With a weary expression, he nodded, his deep and weak dark eyes seemingly in a trance.


    It was a whileter before he spoke again. “Dinner is still warm. Would you like to have some?”


    Gwendolyn didn’t refuse either. She would adhere to the agreement and do what needed to be


    done since this was thest year.


    Maverick’s cooking skills had improved significantly, so Gwendolyn ate heartily. Afterward, she


    took care of some work in the study before going back to her room to take a bath and rest.


    The next morning, she went to work at Angle as usual.


    Unfortunately, a group of solemn-looking uniformed police officers approached her before she


    could leave Bay Vi’s gates.


    The head police officer showed her his identification.


    “Good day, Ms. Shalders. I’m Matthew Scott, themander of the public security division at


    Faike Police Station. You’ve been charged with trespassing, intentional assault, and


    malicious damage. Pleasee with us to the station.”