âI think you misunderstood me.
Itâs twenty slaps on the palm for one mistake.
â She lifted up her fingers and added, âYou made two mistakes.
So it is forty in total!â
âWhat? Butâ¦â
He stared at her, looking dumbfounded.
How come she did not inform him in advance?
Feeling hopeless, he looked at her and asked weakly, âHow much strength are you going to use?â
If she hit him as fiercely as she did last time, his left hand would definitely be disabled after forty slaps.
âThis is a punishment.
If I let you go, you wonât learn your lesson,â she answered seriously.
Hearing this, Nathan looked devastated.
His eyes travelled to the end of the ferule that was still placed on his left palm.
In the next moment, he would be under a whole lot of pain.
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He lowered his head once again and swallowed thickly as the frightening thoughts of pain bombarded his mind.
She didnât care about him at allâ¦
Feeling depressed, he watched her lift the ferule.
In an instant, she quickly slapped his palm with it simultaneously, without leaving any chance for him to stop her.
While she did so, his jaw tightened as he tried to withstand the pain and forced himself not to withdraw his hand.
Although he felt wronged, he still didnât dodge.
Everything was silent, and all that was heard was the sound of the ferule slapping into the skin of his palm repeatedly.
The constant sound of him being hit echoed throughout the quiet room, making it eerily terrifying.
However, despite her telling him that she would not spare him, she had actually only used minimal strength.
Even though it hurt, it wasnât as painful as the last time.
As soon as Lucinda was done with the punishment, Nathanâs hand was already bruised and swollen.
He had been hit forty times, but the injury on his hand wasnât as serious like the last time when she only hit him five times.
He already knew that she did not use all her force on him.
Realizing her bluff, he whined, âI thought that you really didnât care for me anymore.
â
Lucinda smiled.
She held his left hand up and gently pressed her lips on his palm.
She was using her own way to erase all his pain.