Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 211

Shocked, Sheralyn glanced between Gwendolyn and the ruler before she backed away reflexively. “You b*tch! You’re clearly using this opportunity to mess with me! I know you don’t actually want to hand the Wright residence and Wright Construction Group back to us! I won’t let that happen!”

With a cold expression, Gwendolyn fiddled with the ruler. “You were the one who told me you’ll obey my orders unconditionally, so you don’t get a say in what happens now.”

Just as she finished her sentence, Elven and Ezra swiftly grabbed Sheralyn’s shoulders.

“What are you doing?” Fear swirled in Sheralyn’s eyes. “You’re trying to scare me, aren’t you? You think I’m afraid of you! Well, too bad because I’ll never submit to a b*tch like you, even if I die!”

Gwendolyn stepped closer to her with the ruler. “Does it please you so much to call me a b*tch? You know, you don’t sound like the daughter of an affluent family at all. I guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson today.”

“What are you going to do? Are you going to hit me? Try touching me, b*tch!”

With a sneer, Gwendolyn shook her head. She’s still an idiot who doesn’t understand the situation. She’s only pouring more fuel into my burning rage the more she curses at me. It’s fine, though, since I’ve got an opportunity to take her down a peg right now. “How many swear words have you uttered since you entered the living room?”

That question dumbfounded Sheralyn. Huh? How would I know how many times I’ve cussed? I just did it whenever I felt like it.

Elven counted in his mind before answering, “Five, Ms. Gwendolyn.”

Turning the ruler around, Gwendolyn stated, “I’ll hit you twice for every swear word, so you’ll be receiving ten whacks on your hand.”

“You don’t have the right to hit me! I’ve been doted on since I was a kid, so much so my parents can’t even bear to touch me! Who do you think you are?” howled Sherlyn as she struggled wildly to break free.

She was terrified of the pain that awaited her. “Save me, Mom! She’s going to beat me to death! Mom!”

While Frida was heartbroken, she ignored her daughter’s pleas. She believed the lesson could change Sheralyn’s spoiled personality, so she turned her sight away.

Sheralyn watched her wrists be forcefully restricted by the bodyguards so that she couldn’t move her arms. Then, Gwendolyn grabbed Sheralyn’s fingertips, prying the latter’s fingers open to reveal her palm.

Just as Sheralyn was about to swear again, Gwendolyn glared at her coldly. “This is only ten hits. If you can’t control your mouth and curse one more time, I’ll slap it with a ruler next time instead. Do you want to give it a try?”

When enraged, Gwendolyn was capable of doing anything.

My face will be ruined if she hits my mouth with a ruler! Sheralyn felt a chill running down her spine as she gulped fearfully. Biting her lip, she kept quiet.

Seeing that Sheralyn had behaved herself, Gwendolyn promptly slapped the former’s palm with the ruler.

“Ouch! It hurts! Don’t hit me anymore! Save me, Mom! She’s going to kill me!” Sheralyn trembled in pain.

Tears poured from her eyes as she squealed like a pig being slaughtered.

Gwendolyn had whacked Sheralyn’s hand with all her might. Because she was also trained in martial arts, the impact she caused was so severe that Sheralyn’s palm swelled immediately.

With an icy expression, she mercilessly hit Sheralyn four more times in a row.

Sheralyn wailed at the top of her lungs as her arms trembled in pain.

Even though her left palm only received five hits, her fair, tender hand had already turned purple.

Frida also wept as she listened to her daughter’s torment. Several times, she was tempted to stop Gwendolyn, but she held back her urge. Ultimately, she buried herself in the sofa and pretended to be deaf.

Gwendolyn was ruthless as she immediately grabbed Sheralyn’s right hand and smacked it five times with the ruler.

Once the punishment was over, Elven and Ezra released Sheralyn.