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?”

that, Treyton was

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 when

home? And are

unrelated by blood. But some are even more indifferent than strangers, albeit having the same blood flowing through our

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

I’ll never return to the family. Craig appears to be the brother who cares most about me, 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

married so long as I don’t

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

he lifted her butt and placed

face with both hands, clarifying seriously, “I kept persuading you to return to the Newton residence 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 from the family you had envisioned. You felt that you couldn’t fit into the family, so you have been avoiding them. In truth, Jennifer, I hope you can face all this head-on and be truly happy. I’ll

plunged into silent contemplation, saying nothing

head lightly, seemingly

she pushed him

still mad

scowled 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 up my

again cradled the

more, Jennifer shoved

I agreed to your

“How dare you spank

Having no other choice, he could only coax

gleam glinted

be appeased if you let me hit

Treyton immediately went silent.

face. “I hit

face. I want

words eluded

seat, Elisha’s

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

some inexplicable reason, a sense of