The Ex and Her Riches

Charles didn’t even spare her a glance. After placing the milk down, he headed towards the couch in the study. Crossing his legs, he took out his laptop and began delving into his work.

After a few minutes, Whitney noticed that there was someone in the study.

Charles hadn’t left.

She tilted her head and cast a gaze toward the couch. “Mr. Newton, are you busy with work?”

Charles was tapping on the keyboard attentively, seemingly oblivious to her.

If he was genuinely busy with work, she would feel a tinge of guilt.

After all, she had taken over Charles’ desk. Despite being the rightful owner, he had to bend over and work on the couch.

“Why don’t we switch positions, Mr. Newton?”

Charles’ hands froze as he stared at her as if she was a fool.

She’s using a desktop computer. How can we switch positions? Doesn’t she think before she speaks?

Despite complaining in his mind, Charles betrayed no emotions outwardly. “It’s fine. Shut up and deal with your matters. Stop disturbing me.”

Whitney tactfully fell silent and continued to enter the data.

The study was filled with the rhythmic sound of typing.

Both of them worked side by side harmoniously like a couple who had been married for many years.

As someone relatively new to typing on the keyboard, Whitney was quite slow in typing.

After two hours, Charles was done with his work. However, Whitney still had some work left to complete.

Furrowing his brows, he observed her side profile attentively.

He couldn’t tell if the workload was too overwhelming or if she was just dumb.

screen, he walked behind

that, he was

typing technique makes its

did not hold back with his

press the spacebar with your thumb? Did it get chopped off by the keyboard? If you continue typing at this speed, when will you ever

and glared at him. “Mr. Newton, return to your room if you’re done with

that alone?” Charles glanced upward, almost bursting into laughter. “Your basic skills are so horrible! How can you even improve your typing speed? You’re dreaming with your eyes

I can just put in more time and effort. If I practice

for a year, you still can’t catch up to my

nodded in agreement. “Yeah, yeah. You’re the fastest, Mr.

Clenching his jaw grimly, he flicked her head

“What?”

her work that she had no

explain. Bending down toward her, he grabbed her hands which were on the keyboard,

half of the keyboard, and your right hand handles the other half. After typing, press the spacebar with your thumb. Use

gruff and impatient,

just taught you and type out

to stare at the keyboard. However, she was very serious. Suppressing her urge to revert back to

was not used to it, she kept making

managed to

this contract too. Keep recalling the finger placement I just taught you. If you don’t finish tonight, you aren’t allowed

relatively short contract from the stack of documents on

employee once I leave the company?

Let me make this clear—you won’t become a full-time worker just because of our personal relationship. If you aren’t capable enough to handle the intensity of the work after the three-month internship, be prepared to

did not sound pleasant, they

to waste, Whitney pushed herself to increase her typing speed. Ignoring his presence completely,

considerably after practicing for

for a while. For some reason, his gaze

her hand earlier and corrected her

strange tingling sensation crept up

sensation crept up on

his thoughts were drifting again, a cold expression

get some sleep. You’re so dumb that even pigs are smarter than you. I can’t help but wonder what your life was like in Tayhaven.