The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 260 Weak

Jennifer bowed twice and returned to the bed hastily. “I apologize, Mr. Harris. I have slept in this bed and used the bedsheet and blanket. I assume you’re not pleased with that…”

Treyton seemed to have understood what she was getting at. He sat up and hopped off the bed.

“I’m really sorry for the intrusion,” Jennifer apologized repeatedly.

Quickly, she removed the bedsheet and blanket before retreating from the room with a humble bow.

Treyton glanced at the bare bed and flashed a helpless smile. After getting the spare bedsheet and blanket from the cabinet, he ended up spreading the bed himself.

I can’t believe Jennifer apologized fifteen times and bowed twelve times in just a few minutes. She is strangely foolish and adorable, huh? How interesting.

At dawn, the gentle rays of the sun filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow upon the bed in the bedroom.

When Cedrick awoke, he found Gwendolyn already awake. She was sitting in bed, looking serious, engrossed in scrolling on her phone.

The sight confused him. “Why are you on your phone early in the morning? Have you been addicted to it recently?”

“No. I’m buying something for you.”

Gwenny’s buying a gift for me again? It should be something normal this time, right?

“What is it? Let me take a look.”

Gwendolyn explained carelessly, “Oh, a box of stag penis pills, some tonic, and…”

Stag penis? Tonics?

Cedrick found it strange that she would buy those for him. He asked darkly, “Why would you buy those things? Have I not satisfied you?”

“Of course not!” Gwendolyn shook her head profusely. “You were amazing, Ceddy. However, last night you claimed to be capable of doing three hundred push–ups with one hand, but you stopped after doing one hundred push–ups.”

weak because we have been having sex too much recently? I can’t

at her

because I only

would think he was weak after spending the night with him as he

manly ego had suffered

lake. The intensity of his anger surged, surpassing even the power

show you how capable I

“Ceddy! Ced…”

struggled but to no

too late to regret

roused from his slumber by the

smells like fried egg. Is Jennifer cooking in the kitchen?

a suit before making his

could be seen flitting in and out. A spread of warm milk, toast, fried eggs, and an assortment of fruits were already served on

kitchen, carrying two bowls of oatmeal.

pulled a chair out for

and he held reservations about unfamiliar people. However, the sight of Jennifer’s genuine smile inexplicably drew him toward her, compelling him to approach and take a seat beside

was just nice. He

here for some

in surprise. “No need, Mr. Harris. I understand that my presence may be burdensome. I’m good at doing housework and cooking. Please allow me to

her sincerity and determination, Treyton chose not to say anything further. It was clear that she was a self–reliant

read the papers instead of heading out immediately

when he asked, “Are

know?” Jennifer came to a stop, holding her bag

the papers away. “I checked your schedule a while ago.

Mr. Harris. I can walk down the hill myself.

He looked gentle, while his

at the base of the mountain is conveniently

Well, thank you, Mr.

a winding path leading down the mountain. If Jennifer were to walk, it would take her at least an hour to

Mr. Harris. Will you come back for dinner tonight? I can prepare dinner for you in advance. I’ll feel bad if I cannot

more and revealed à cautious and vigilant attitude. The aura of detachment that surrounded

brows. I told her I would drop her off as it was conveniently along

Walter had been unfaithful to her. He felt a pang of sympathy for her, knowing that she was innocent and had been hurt by the