The Ex and Her Riches

“Coming.”

Whitney intended to collect the dishes after he had finished his meal. Hearing him, she sped up her actions, hurriedly piled them up, and took them downstairs to the kitchen for the housekeeper to wash.

Charles, with his long legs, walked briskly and reached the car quickly. He waited for Whitney inside the car for two minutes.

But during those two minutes, he grew increasingly impatient and resorted to smoking to pass the time.

Whitney trotted over to his luxury car and was about to open the door to the rear seat when Charles swiftly rolled down the window and tersely said, “Take the passenger seat.”

“Okay…”

Whitney nervously took her place in the front passenger seat and quickly fastened her seat belt.

Charles extinguished the unfinished cigarette and swiftly drove Whitney to the company. Along the way, he reprimanded her in a cold tone.

“Can you imagine the assumptions the bodyguards at the gate of the Newton residence might make if they see you sitting anywhere other than the passenger seat while riding in your own husband’s car? Do you want them to speculate about our relationship?”

Whitney squeezed the cushion in her hands nervously and lowered her head in apology. “I’m sorry, I didn’t consider the implications and have caused you trouble. I will be more mindful next time.”

Charles had a stern expression on his face, seemingly still carrying the morning’s anger.

“You don’t need to collect the plates on the coffee table next time. The housekeeper will take care of it. As the mistress of the Newton family, you should not engage in such tasks. It diminishes your status. Behaving in this manner will only result in the housekeepers having a low opinion of you.”

His words might have been blunt, but his reasoning made sense.

Whitney nodded. “I understand. I won’t do it next time.”

She lowered her head even further, her face filled with worry.

Mrs. Newton, the mistress of the Newton family.

fathom such lofty titles and didn’t dare to

all, their marriage was based on an agreement, and she had to remain aware of her position at

took their marriage too seriously, she would face a

expect that position from the

lowered her gaze in a dejected manner,

“Although we will be divorced after a year, I want to assure you that you will be treated with the privileges and status befitting a member of the Newton family during this year. You don’t need to worry about the consequences of the divorce. Whether you choose to start your

forget that I explicitly stated in the agreement that I would leave the marriage without any claims

her fingers, her voice barely audible. “I wanted to see if I could make you genuinely like me. If I could leave a lasting impression in your heart, if you could remember me fondly, then this year wouldn’t be in vain. But if I fail, then I will accept the reality that I’m

was very soft, the car was quiet, and Charles could hear every word

a strange feeling stirring within Charles, but he pushed it aside and offered his advice

offer them to you, and it will be the same after a year. It’s better for you not to rely on emotions for anything. Be more

face was pale, and

Charles also remained quiet.

car fell into an eerie silence

than ten minutes, the luxury car came to a stop about

a good impression if you get off

had wanted to ask him to drop her off earlier, but to her surprise,

sending me to work,” said Whitney

handle, but suddenly

off. Mr. Newton, I just realized that I forgot to inform you of the address of my workplace ever since I left the house. How were you so sure of where

address in advance. I knew there was a chance you might forget, and I didn’t

have my shortcomings

sense of dejection. “Thank you, Mr. Newton. I’ll

right.” Charles took out a cigarette, lit

out of the car and

and shook his head with a mix of amusement and bewilderment. “Sometimes she surprises me with her intelligence, but there are other times she leaves me puzzled with her moments of foolishness. She truly is a

finishing his cigarette, he