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.

the computer’s screen, he walked behind her softly and checked how she was

saw that,

two-finger typing technique makes its

hold back with his

rest of your fingers, except for those two, immobile? Are they only there for show? You don’t know how to press the spacebar with your thumb? Did it get chopped off by the keyboard? If you continue typing at

head around and glared at him. “Mr. Newton, return to your room if you’re done with work. Although I type really slowly, I don’t intend to sleep tonight. I’ll train my

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

admit defeat. “Well, I can just put in more time and effort. If I

train your typing for

yeah. You’re

Clenching his jaw grimly, he flicked

“What?”

she had

grabbed her hands

half. After typing, press the spacebar with your thumb. Use the Enter key to go to the next line. Make sure

was a bit gruff and impatient, he provided

out. Use the method I just taught you and type out

at the keyboard. However, she was very serious. Suppressing her urge to revert back to typing with two fingers, she followed

used to it, she kept

she managed to improve, she

the data, record this contract too. Keep recalling the finger placement I just taught you.

out a relatively short contract from

say that I’m no longer your employee once I leave the company? How can you just exploit my labor and cut my

step up your game and quickly master all the necessary skills. 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

sound pleasant,

to let her first month’s salary go to waste, Whitney pushed herself to increase her typing

improve considerably after practicing for some

For some reason, his gaze was

held her hand earlier and corrected her finger placement, his face accidentally brushed against her

tingling sensation crept

tingling sensation crept up

drifting again, a cold expression crossed his

can’t help but wonder what your life was like in Tayhaven. You