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.

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

saw that, he

typing technique

did not hold back

You don’t know how to press the spacebar with

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

skills are so horrible! How can

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

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

“Yeah, yeah. You’re the fastest, Mr.

Charles when he heard that. Clenching his jaw grimly,

“What?”

that she had

couldn’t be bothered to explain. Bending down toward her, he grabbed her hands which were on the keyboard,

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

a bit gruff and impatient, he provided

I just taught you and type

was still a beginner, she had to stare at the keyboard. However, she was very serious. Suppressing her

it, she kept making typos. Regardless,

quietly. Considering how quickly she managed to

“You’re so 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 you. If you don’t finish tonight, you aren’t allowed to sleep. I’ll also deduct your

relatively short contract from

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

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

not sound pleasant, they made

salary go to waste, Whitney pushed herself to increase her typing speed. Ignoring his presence completely, she threw herself wholeheartedly into her

speed did indeed improve considerably

For some

her

sensation crept up on

tingling sensation crept

were drifting again, a cold expression

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