His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius by Derk Blaylock

Chapter 282

Chapter 282:

“Stand up!” Matias commanded again, his voice cold.

“Verena, just stand up,” Ainslie said softly.

Verena paused for a moment before standing up.

“You are not a direct Adams family member, and therefore, | cannot discipline you,” Matias said.

A look of shock spread across Verena’s face. She was taken aback by Matias’ words. In the past, Matias had

always treated her as if she were his own child. It seemed that the incident this thad pushed him to a point

where he was ready to reject their familial bond.

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Ryan, looking desperate, glanced up and said, “Dad!”

“Silence!” Matias snapped.

After a pause, he continued sternly, “Did | not explicitly tell you to keep Verena away from Lucas until his divorce

was complete? What did you promise me? You agreed quickly, only to do those things behind my back.”

“Do you think | am easily fooled?”

Ryan lowered his head, saying nothing.

Matias let out a cold laugh. “Don’t think your silence will make this go away. Today, you're going to be taught a

lesson. Neil, get my whip for me!”

Everyone else in the room tensed visibly at his command.

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“Honey, | beg you, don’t do this! Ryan understands his mistake now. Please, spare him this time,” Ainslie

implored, her voice laced with desperation as she pleaded with Matias to forgive Ryan.

Tears streaming down her face, Verena joined in, saying, “Uncle Matias, | beg you, don’t punish Ryan! It's my

fault entirely—he only wanted to help me. If you really want to punish someone for this, you can punish me!”

Unmoved by their appeals, Matias turned his steely gaze to the butler, Neil Collins, and commanded icily, “Didn't

you hear my instructions just now? Bringthe whip.”

With visible hesitation, Neil turned away and headed off to retrieve the whip, his steps heavy with reluctance.

Ryan remained on his knees, his spine rigid, accepting his fate in silence, a quiet resignation etched across his

face. He understood the futility of pleading—no words could temper his father’s wrath. He knew his father’s fury

needed an outlet; without it, the matter would linger unresolved.

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Moments later, Neil reappeared, clutching a thick, ominous horsewhip in his hands.

Rising to his feet, Matias took the whip from Neil and strode to stand behind Ryan. With commanding force, he

raised it high before bringing it down, striking Ryan.

The whip lashed across Ryan's back, slicing through the air with a sound as sharp as a thunderclap. Ryan's face

contorted in agony, a stifled groan escaping his lips.

Matias showed no mercy, each strike following the other. He continued to strike Ryan with the whip several

times.

By the fifth lash, Ryan’s strength gave way, and his body crumpled to the floor in pain.

Ainslie darted forward, clutching Matias’ arm tightly to stop him. “Please, stop this! This is enough—Ryan

understands his mistake already. Don’t harm him further!”