The Ex and Her Riches

When Treyton noticed that Elisha was constantly stealing glances at the rearview mirror, he cut a sharp gaze over.

Immediately intimidated, Elisha lowered the partition between the front and back seats.

Whoa! I didn’t see anything, nothing at all!

As soon as the partition was fully lowered, Treyton swung his hand and struck Jennifer twice more with the same force.

Ouch, it hurts so badly!

Tears welled in Jennifer’s eyes. Her upper body was pinned against his lap with his hand restraining her waist, locking her in place.

She was stumped for two seconds before she belatedly snapped back to her senses. Instantly, the tears in her eyes threatened to overflow, and devastation slammed into her.

“How could you hit me, Treyton?”

Sighing, Treyton explained solemnly, “I was merely disciplining my disobedient girlfriend. It was grounded on the basis of my love for you. Since you were being unreasonable, I could only punish you in such a manner to wake you up.”

“But what right do you have to punish me?” Jennifer bit her lower lip hard, her eyes stinging hotly.

Catching the hint of tears in her voice, Treyton placed his palm on her butt and gently massaged it.

“I’ve got the right to do so because you wanted to break up with me. But I haven’t agreed to it, and you’re still staying at my place now, not to mention we’re still a couple.”

Jennifer promptly wilted. She was both mortified and irked that he was touching her in such a manner, but he had a tight grip on her waist, and she could not move an inch.

At her silence, Treyton asked softly while massaging her butt, “What exactly is wrong with you, Jennifer? What have I done wrong recently that you want to break up with me?”

Jennifer’s eyes turned increasingly redder, an aggrieved look gradually filling them.

“Several times, you urged me to return to the Newton residence because only then can you marry me without being mocked and ridiculed by anyone as I’ll have a matching family background. Treyton, do you love me or my identity as the daughter of the Newton family?”

Treyton was

of this. Indeed, I’ve persuaded her about the matter multiple times previously, hoping that she’d return to the fold of the Newton family earlier and change her family name to reflect it. Because of that, we’ve even argued several times. Perhaps the way I spoke

low voice, “Why do you hate the Newton family so much

that, Jennifer gave a derisive bark of laughter. “Is a cage without love a home? And are siblings without any affection for each other family? In my eyes, they can’t even

are more than family despite being unrelated by blood. But some are even more indifferent than strangers, albeit having the same blood flowing

don’t want to return to the Newton residence in the least. I’m not

but he’s also the most hard-hearted and apathetic among the lot of them. He treats his family no differently from his subordinates, perpetually barking orders. Worse still, there’s the secret at the top floor of the Newton residence. To me, it’s a sinister and terrifying place capable

long as I don’t return to the Newton residence and announce my identity as

Newton family. As long as you want to get married, I’m ready anytime. I don’t care even if

he lifted her butt and

because I hoped you could get out of your comfort zone and try accepting your family. I know that while you appear indifferent, the matter of the Newton family is actually never far from your mind. You’ve never experienced familial love since young, and you were elated upon learning that you were part of the Newton family. But after you spent a few days at the Newton residence, you found it different

her eyes, Jennifer plunged into silent contemplation, saying nothing for a

her head lightly, seemingly in preparation

pushed

still mad

at him with displeasure etched across her features. “I’ll consider the matter about the Newton family, but don’t mention it again before I’ve made

Treyton flashed her an indulgent smile. He again cradled the back of her head to

Jennifer

Haven’t I agreed to your terms already?” Treyton

Jennifer huffed with an icy expression on her face, “How dare you spank me? You went overboard. The mere thought of it

moment. Having no other choice, he could only coax gently, “What do you want, then? You

gleam glinted in Jennifer’s

you let me hit you

Treyton immediately went silent.

wavering for two seconds, he finally relented. Grasping her hand, he brought it to his face. “I hit you thrice earlier, but you can hit me ten times

haughtily, “I’ve got no interest in your face. I want to hit

words eluded

the front seat, Elisha’s eyes

What kind of scandalous conversation am I having a front-row seat to? Would Mr. Treyton really consent

a sense of anticipation