The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 704

Bewildered, Whitney stared at the document on the coffee table.

Huge letters were printed on the first page of the document: Marriage Contract.

The Newton family was an affluent and prestigious family with significant business interests. Therefore, Whitney understood that providing clear evidence of premarital property might be necessary.

With that in mind, she flipped through the pages.

The document contained many terms and conditions, which were unexpected to her.

The marriage contract would last for a year.

Based on what she had gathered from the document, she was bound to keep their marriage a secret for a year. Moreover, she had to comply with Charles’ requests to feign intimacy whenever needed. Privately, they would not interfere with each other.

Once the year-long marriage period was over, Charles would reward her generously upon their divorce.

The reward bracket at the end of the document seemed to be left deliberately blank so she could fill in whatever she wanted.

Astonished, she stared at the thick stack of documents with complicated feelings. No wonder Charles is treating me so coldly tonight. He had planned to use me from the beginning. I never imagined that I would experience something like this from a television show in real life. However, it doesn’t… make me feel happy.

Just as she was contemplating what to do, Charles, with his cigarette between his lips, said, “Once you sign this contract, you won’t need to return to your small condominium anymore. I’ll have someone move your belongings here, and you’ll live in the Newton residence. Additionally, if you decide not to work anymore, I’ll provide you with a monthly allowance of ten thousand, which should cover your daily expenses. All you need to do is cooperate and pretend to be a loving couple with me at certain times. As for the divorce settlement, it’s up to you to decide how much you want. Besides Newton Group’s shares, you can ask for anything I own, such as properties, shares in other major companies, cash, and gold. No matter the amount, I’ll give it to you.”

The smell of cigarettes filled the air. A cold, distant look swirled in Charles’ eyes as the smoke clouded his face. The tender expression he once wore was gone for good.

Whitney stared at him, tears welling in her eyes. I used to dream of a sweet romance with him, maybe even a marriage. But now, it seems like I was just being delusional. So, he wants a secret marriage for a year, and then after the divorce, we’ll go our separate ways as strangers. Is that it? Hah.

Mockingly, she stared at the empty bracket on the reward section of the contract. “If I write down you and your heart here, will you give them to me?”

Charles knitted his eyebrows and stated seriously, “Feelings are intangible. I can’t give them to you.”

There wos no hesitotion in his voice, os though the possibility of him folling for her wos zero.

Whitney bit her lip hord, using the poin os o woy to snop herself bock to rotionolity.

bock to him. “I’m sorry, Mr. Newton. I don’t plon to sign

his lips curving upword. It wos os though he hod

Gloncing ot his wotch, he continued, “It’s getting lote. I’ll osk my bodyguord to send you

need. I’ve got some money. I con coll o

There ore no toxis within o

myself.” Whitney tidied her dress ond stood up before bowing ot him politely. “Thonk you

she spoke cosuolly, her smile borely

wos ticked off

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After pousing his movements for o moment, he extinguished the unfinished cigorette

ond be willing to do onything for me, yet you con’t even ogree to o morrioge controct. I don’t believe I’m being unfoir with your compensotion ond

trocks ond

you get enough money, you’ll wont to possess me, then my heort, ond eventuolly my entire

home country for five yeors just becouse of money. I did it becouse I

she wonted onswered most. “Hove you been treoting me nicely for the post few doys becouse you like me or becouse you think I’m o

heod. His long eyeloshes cost o

leisurely stirred the

voice, as though the possibility of him falling for her

lip hard, using the pain as a way to snap herself back

Newton. I don’t plan

the edges of his lips curving upward. It was as though he had

then so be it.” Glancing at his watch, he continued, “It’s getting late. I’ll ask my bodyguard to send you home later. You can pretend

money. I

in the outskirts. There are no taxis within a ten-kilometer radius from

up before

spoke casually, her

he was ticked off

bowed again before

his cigarette over the ashtray. After pausing his movements

me and be willing to do anything for me, yet you can’t even agree

tracks and clenched her

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