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.

Whitney’s eyes were glued to the computer’s screen, he walked behind her softly and checked how

that, he

typing technique makes

not hold back

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 this

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

laughter. “Your basic skills are so horrible! How can you even improve your typing speed? You’re dreaming

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

are wrong. Even if you train your typing for a year, you still can’t catch

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

he heard that. Clenching his jaw grimly, he flicked

“What?”

was so engrossed in her work that she had no idea

be bothered to explain. Bending down toward her, he grabbed her hands

spacebar with your thumb. Use the Enter key to go to the next line. Make

gruff and impatient, he provided detailed

method I just taught you and type

very serious. Suppressing her urge to revert back to typing with two fingers, she followed Charles’ guidance and typed out a line

not used to it, she kept making typos. Regardless, her finger placement

managed to improve, she was quite talented. He

an additional task tonight. After entering all the data, record this contract too. Keep recalling the finger placement I just taught you. If you don’t finish tonight, you aren’t allowed to sleep. I’ll

out a relatively short contract

despair. “Didn’t you say that I’m no longer your employee once I leave the company? How can

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

his words did not sound pleasant, they

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

speed did indeed improve considerably after practicing for

a while. For some reason, his gaze was drawn to

her finger placement, his face

tingling sensation crept up

strange tingling sensation crept

that his thoughts were drifting again, a cold

and 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. You don’t even have