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

that,

legendary two-finger typing technique makes

hold back

the 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

Whitney turned her 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

do that alone?” Charles glanced upward, almost bursting into laughter. “Your basic skills are so

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

your typing for a year, you still can’t

yeah. You’re the

when he heard that. Clenching his jaw grimly, he flicked her head lightly. “You shouldn’t say that

“What?”

engrossed in her work that she had no

explain. Bending down toward her, he grabbed her hands which

right hand handles the other half. After typing, press the spacebar with your thumb. Use the Enter key to go to the next line. Make

gruff and impatient, he provided detailed

just taught you

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

she kept making

she managed to improve, she

give you an additional task tonight. After entering all the data, record this contract too. Keep recalling the finger placement I just taught you.

he casually picked out a relatively short contract from the stack of

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

no signs of remorse. “You lack practice. If you want to navigate the workplace with ease in the future, you need to 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 three-month

sound pleasant, they made perfect

pushed herself to increase her typing speed. Ignoring

speed did indeed improve considerably after practicing for some

her for a while. For some reason, his gaze was

hand earlier and corrected her finger

strange tingling sensation crept

sensation crept

his thoughts were drifting again, a cold expression

dumb that even pigs are smarter than you. I can’t help but wonder what your