Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You

“I’m not leaving,” Lucinda protested before either man could do anything else.

“Come on, is it because he is taking his shirt off?

His figure is nowhere as good as yours, I’m not interested in him at all.

But I do want to watch him writhe in pain and misery.

”

More than that, she was curious.

Sonny had once mentioned that Nathan had taken twenty lashings for her half a year ago.

She wanted to see how bad the discipline whip was.

Nathan pressed his Lips together and said nothing.

Lucinda clung to his arm and pursed her lips.

“Please? We both know no one can compare to you.

Trust me!”

He couldn’t deny her, of course.

At this point, Ronan was already on his knees in the center of the hall, his naked back exposed.

He was shaking, visibly scared of the whip.

Mylo didn’t want his son to suffer, but seeing as Kern himself was there, it meant that Norton had approved of this arrangement.

He could only stand and watch Ronan get whipped.

Kern slowly took the discipline whip out of the sandalwood box he was carrying.

He offered a bow to the family ancestors’ tablets, and then another one to Ronan.

“I apologize for this, Sir, but it must be done.

”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a sharp, cracking sound rang out in the air.

Ronan’s skin split open, and blood appeared on his back.

Given his slender frame, every lashing seemed to fall harder than it should.

Soon, there was a small pool of blood under his knees.

Ronan was able to soldier on at first, but he snapped after the fifth lashing.

He screamed and crumpled to the floor, rocking in a fetal position.

Pleas for mercy spewed out of his mouth.

Nathan’s face remained blank as he gestured at his men to pin Ronan back into position.

By the eighth lashing, Ronan fainted from the pain.

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But Nathan simply ordered his men to pour a bucket of cold water on his face to wake him up.

Kern barely paused, as well, and landed the last two lashes on Ronan’s back.

Ronan fainted again, his face deathly pale.

Mylo had to ask one of his bodyguards to carry his son out of the temple.

He had only been whipped ten times, yet his back was mutilated so badly that no one could even bear the sight.

Lucinda, however, never turned her eyes away.

She composed throughout the ordeal, but shock and horror boiled deep inside her.

After seeing it for herself, she finally realized the extent of the suffering that this punishment brought.

Ronan was indeed half-dead after ten lashes.

But Nathan had endured twenty, on top of being already injured elsewhere.

And still after that, he had forced himself back to Bay Villa to serve her whims.

Lucinda couldn’t even bring herself to imagine the pain he must have felt at the time.