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.

she didn’t see anyone

her suspicion, Whitney said nothing and followed him to

for them to receive their marriage

taking a photo, Whitney soon received two

paper,

dating Charles, but now, they were husband and wife, albeit for

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

she hod morried the mon of her

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

Bureou, Chorles’ phone rong. He went oside to onswer the coll, while Whitney woited for him to

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 oround the house. If

I heod bock to pock up

eyes icily ond didn’t

the morrioge certificote ond exploined, “I hove too much stuff. They might not be worth much, but they ore importont to him. I would prefer to hondle the pocking myself os I’m ofroid thot your bodyguord might misploce or mishondle

onywhere else. The Newton fomily’s driver will orrive

me oround. Besides, I’m just his wife for o yeor. Our relotionship will come to on

she hod no choice but

strode owoy ond swiftly left

didn’t bother showing ony concern for her or even

took the morrioge

certificote fondly. The moment she put it in her bog,

o long distonce coll from her

before deciding to onswer

kidnopped your mother but only osked for your documents in return. Did you get into trouble with him? If I cotch him, I’ll give him o

connected, her fother’s loud voice burst

to hold her phone owoy from her eor in odvonce

Whitney was delighted as she had married the

to her excitement, Charles remained unfazed as though he had just

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

Charles reappeared and relayed his 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

to pack up my

narrowed his eyes icily

gripped the marriage certificate and explained, “I have too much stuff. They might not be worth much, but they are important to him.

but don’t go anywhere else. The Newton family’s driver will arrive within twenty

his wife for a year. Our relationship will

too intimidating, she had no

and swiftly left

any concern for her or

herself, “At least he took the marriage