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.”

know what else

the study materials from her desk, flipping through the pages

in, you were sleeping soundly. Are you planning

“Um…”

unsuited to the acting industry. I helped you step back from that. Then you wanted to pursue postgraduate studies, a path you’ve never dared

at him, retorting in a righteous tone, “I have been studying, but my foundation is poor. I may not pass the exam this year, but I do have plans to try again next year if that’s the case. As for tonight, I truly wasn’t sleeping.

lost four years of her memories, was naïve and innocent. However,

realizing that he couldn’t let her keep up this façade any

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

with a hint of fear in her eyes.

her question, Treyton

wanted to punish her slender waist several times in one night until her legs were so

with her current mental age, would only take Treyton

Treyton decided to change his

you’ve

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

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 you

Treyton. I’ll study hard for

dove right into her postgraduate

was shrouded in

had slept late

awakened by the faint rustling

could make out a small figure lying beside him, shivering and struggling

The bedside lamp was off, and he got up to switch on

bathed in light, revealing the disturbing

eyes were bloodshot, her expression fierce

in the throes of

pulled back the covers, he noticed that Gwendolyn’s hands