The Ex and Her Riches

The night drepened.

The lights in Treyton’s villa remained on.

Treyton, refreshed after a bath and wrapped in a robe, leisurely ascended the stairs, intending to visit a certain someone who was engrossed in her studies in the room.

He gently nudged open the door, peeking inside at the sight of the person behind the desk.

Jennifer was sprawled out on the desk, snoozing away.

A wry expression spread across his face as he walked in. He made no attempt to silence his footsteps.

Yet, the deep in slumber Jennifer, lacking any sense of alertness, remained utterly unconscious of his presence.

“Ahem.”

Treyton deliberately coughed aloud to rouse the sleeping Jennifer from her dreams.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked up at Treyton. “Why are you here? I haven’t finished studying yet. There are- She flipped through her postgraduate study materials and continued, “just about ten sections left. I promise to go to bed after I’m done.”

Treyton knew she was merely giving him a perfunctory response. In a deep and brooding voice, he said, “Jennifer, are you that afraid of sharing a bed with me? I’ve told you that I wouldn’t attempt anything without your consent. All I want is to hold you while we sleep. Can’t you trust me?”

Jennifer remained silent.

The director of her former orphanage used to caution them about men, warning that their words were often deceptive.

What does he mean by he wouldn’t attempt anything when we share a bedt Who knows what will happen if he suddenly loses control over his urgest

Treyton felt a pang of hurt. “Jennifer, we’re engaged. Can’t you accept me yet?”

Jennifer let out an awkward chuckle. “That’s not it, Mr. Treyton. Go and get some rest. I really am studying. Once I’m done. I’ll go back to our room.”

didn’t know what

and took the study materials from her desk, flipping through the

sleeping

“Um…”

helped you step back from that. Then you wanted to pursue postgraduate studies, a path you’ve never dared to tread before. You hoped to eventually become a junior professor at a certain

but I do have plans to try again next

excuses Jennifer, who had lost four years of her memories, was naïve and innocent. However, she was also unruly and stubborn, like

couldn’t let her

that, he stated in his deep voice, “Jennifer, there’s no ‘try again next year in my book. If postgraduate studies are your goal, you must pass this year. From now on, I’ll tutor you after work and quiz you on your memorization. If you get it wrong,

fear in her eyes.

her question, Treyton was rendered speechless.

he were to be honest, he wanted to punish her slender waist several times in one night until her legs were so weak the next day that she couldn’t get out

vocal, Jennifer, with her current mental age, would only take Treyton as a twisted demon, driving

to change his

tonight, let’s test you on what you’ve been studying all

lips in nervousness. “Could I review it one more time! After taking a nap, my mind is all foggy and blank. If you quiz me now, I probably won’t

it’s your first time, I’ll let you review once more. But in half an hour, I’ll be back to quiz you. Be prepared to accept your punishment if

I’ll study hard for

right into her postgraduate

Harrick Villa was shrouded

late

by the faint

a small

back the covers with suspicion. The bedside lamp was off, and he got up to switch on the light.

light, revealing the disturbing sight on the

were bloodshot, her expression fierce

expected, she was in the throes of

that Gwendolyn’s hands and feet were bound with heavy