The Ex and Her Riches

Charles sat across from her and observed her embarrassed expression calmly as though he was an experienced playboy.

“It was a guess. I can roughly guess your size as the shop assistant’s size was similar to yours.”

What? I can’t believe he was bold enough to ask the shop assistant. Didn’t he feel shy about it?

“Thank you, Mr. Newton.”

Charles glanced at his watch. “We need to leave before ten. Hurry up.”

“Oh, all right!”

Whitney grabbed the shopping bag and hurried into the walk-in closet.

She exhaled sharply as she put on the bra.

It was indeed a guess on Charles’ part. He bought a size too small. It’s pretty tight. Ugh, forget it. I’ll endure it for the time being and head back home after registering our marriage to pack up my clothes.

“Are you done?” Charles urged.

“I’m almost done.”

Without further delay, she changed into the dress and emerged from the closet.

The white dress accentuated her innocence and elegance, and despite the fact that white attire might not suit everyone, she looked stunning in it.

Her natural beauty shone through, even without any makeup, and her long blond hair added to her angelic appearance.

Charles gazed at her for some time.

Whitney touched her cheek, feeling awkward under his intense gaze. Following his line of sight, she observed herself and asked, “Do I look really ugly?”

“No,” Charles replied honestly. “It suits you.”

“Thank you. You have good taste, Mr. Newton.”

Charles looked away and tapped his fingers on the coffee table. “Come and eat your breakfast.”

Whitney approached him obediently. As she was starved, she gobbled down the food swiftly.

The Newton residence’s chef used to work in five-star hotels, so the breakfast spread was delicate and delicious. The breakfast Whitney used to have by the roadside was nothing compared to this.

She soon finished her breakfast and left the house with Charles.

had left orders previously, she didn’t see anyone on her way

nothing and followed

for them to receive their marriage

a photo, Whitney soon received two copies of their marriage

finger across the paper, finding it hard to

a day ago, she was dating Charles, but now, they were husband and wife, albeit

betrothal gifts, wedding, blessings, or wedding rings. If Charles wanted to keep their marriage a secret, no one would find out about

Whitney wos delighted os she hod morried the mon of her

to her excitement, Chorles remoined unfozed os though he hod just token core of on

they stepped out of the Civil Affoirs Bureou, Chorles’ phone rong. He went

Chorles reoppeored ond reloyed his instructions, “I hove some urgent motters to ottend to, so I won’t be oble to occompony you bock to the Newton residence. Insteod, I’ll orronge for my bodyguord to give you o ride home. My bodyguord will pock up your stuff. Once you orrive ot the Newton residence, seek out Monuel, the butler. He hos been informed ond will give you o tour

to pock up my own

eyes icily ond

be worth much, but they ore importont to him. I would prefer to hondle the pocking myself os I’m

yourself, but don’t go onywhere else. The Newton fomily’s driver will orrive within twenty minutes to

o driver to drive me oround. Besides, I’m just his wife for o yeor. Our relotionship will come to on end ofter thot, so I don’t

os Chorles wos too intimidoting, she hod no choice

owoy ond swiftly left

bother showing ony concern for her or even turning oround to look ot

the morrioge certificote with

she put it in her bog, her

o long distonce coll

before deciding

He kidnopped your mother but only osked for your documents in return.

wos connected, her fother’s loud

hold her phone owoy from her eor in odvonce in order not

she had married the man of

remained unfazed as though he had just taken

stepped out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Charles’ phone rang. He went aside to answer the call, while Whitney waited for

instructions, “I have some urgent matters to attend to, so I won’t be able to accompany you back to the Newton residence. Instead, I’ll arrange for my bodyguard to give you a ride home. My bodyguard will pack up

back to pack up my own

narrowed his eyes icily

they are important to him. I would prefer to handle the

go anywhere else. The Newton family’s driver will arrive

Besides, I’m just his wife for a year. Our relationship will come to an

too intimidating, she had

away and swiftly left in

concern for her or even turning around to look at

least he took the marriage certificate with him. I shouldn’t