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.

to the computer’s screen, he walked behind her softly and checked

he saw that,

two-finger typing

hold

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 this speed,

room if you’re done with work. Although I type really slowly, I don’t

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

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

for a year, you still

“Yeah, yeah. You’re the fastest, Mr.

grimly, he flicked

“What?”

her work that she had no idea what he

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

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

a bit gruff and

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 of

she was not used to it, she kept

managed to improve, she was quite talented. He felt

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

nonchalantly as he casually picked out a relatively short contract

your employee once I leave the company? How can you just exploit my labor and

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

did not sound pleasant, they

to increase her typing speed. Ignoring his presence completely,

speed did indeed improve considerably after practicing for some

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

her hand earlier and corrected her finger placement,

tingling sensation crept up

sensation crept up

drifting

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 basic computer