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.”

I can’t let that happen. I must buy

at her in

weak because I

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

manly ego had suffered a

a once-serene lake. The intensity of his anger surged, surpassing even the power

you how capable

“Ceddy! Ced…”

but

was too late to regret her

roused from his slumber by the enticing

like fried egg. Is

and changed into a

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

emerged from the kitchen, carrying two bowls of

bowls on the table and pulled a chair out for him. “I’m not sure if my cooking is to your

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

oatmeal was yummy, and the fried egg was just nice. He found her cooking

do this. If you plan on staying here for some time,

lips 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 contribute

chose not to say anything further. It was clear that she was a self–reliant young

read the papers instead

he asked, “Are you going to Barner for a

know?” Jennifer came to a stop, holding

a while ago. Come, let me give you a

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

looked gentle, while his

base of the mountain is conveniently on my

thank you,

winding path leading down the mountain. If Jennifer were to walk, it

of the car and gave Treyton another bow. “Thank you for the ride, Mr. Harris. Will you come back for dinner tonight? I can prepare dinner for you in advance. I’ll feel bad

once more and revealed à cautious and vigilant attitude. The aura of detachment that surrounded her seemed akin to a

his brows. I told her I would drop her off as it was conveniently along my route, so there was no

right words to express his thoughts. After running a background search on her this morning, he discovered that Walter had been unfaithful to her. He felt a pang of sympathy for