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.”

what else to say

the study materials from her desk, flipping

when I came in, you were sleeping soundly. Are you

“Um…”

industry. I 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 university. I supported you in that,

I may not pass the exam this year, but I do have plans to try again next

hear any more of her excuses Jennifer, who had lost four years of her memories, was naïve

couldn’t let her

If postgraduate studies are your goal, you must pass this year. From now on, I’ll tutor you after work and

blinked with a hint of fear in her eyes. “What kind of punishment?”

her question, Treyton was

her slender waist several times in one night until her legs were so weak the next day that

make his thoughts vocal, Jennifer, with her current mental age, would only take Treyton as a

to change

from tonight, let’s test you on what you’ve been

After taking a nap, my mind is

in half an hour, I’ll be back to quiz you. Be prepared to accept your punishment if you get too many questions

Treyton. I’ll study hard for the next half an hour,” Jennifer said in a

right into her postgraduate exam

was

slept late into the evening.

the faint rustling noises from the

make out a small figure

bedside lamp was off, and he got up to switch on the light.

was instantly bathed in light, revealing the disturbing sight

her expression

had expected, she was in

that Gwendolyn’s hands and