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.”

much recently? I can’t let that happen. I must buy more tonics

stared at her in

I only did one hundred

after spending the night with him as he had always been proud

ego had suffered

to massive waves disrupting the tranquility of a once-serene lake. The intensity of his anger surged, surpassing even the power of a nuclear explosion upon

I’ll show you

“Ceddy! Ced…”

but to

was too late to regret

from his slumber by the enticing aroma

fried egg. Is Jennifer cooking

into a suit before making

and out. A spread of warm milk, toast, fried eggs, and an assortment of

kitchen, carrying two bowls of oatmeal. She looked up and

table and pulled a chair out for him. “I’m not sure

all, Jennifer was still a stranger to him, 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

was yummy, and the fried egg was

staying here for some time, I can arrange

Mr. Harris. I understand that my presence may be burdensome. I’m good at doing housework and cooking. Please allow me to

and determination, Treyton chose not to say anything further. It was

settled on the couch to read the papers

up the kitchen and was ready to head out when he asked, “Are you

know?” Jennifer came to

placed the papers away. “I checked your schedule a

down the hill myself. My manager will pick me up in his car at

got to his feet. He looked gentle, while his voice possessed

mountain is conveniently

thank you,

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

the ride, Mr. Harris. Will you come

watched as she started bowing once more and revealed à cautious and vigilant attitude. The aura of detachment that surrounded her seemed akin to a protective barrier she had created

I told her I would drop her off as it was conveniently along my route, so there was

thoughts. After running a background search on her this morning, he discovered that Walter had been unfaithful to her. He felt