The Ex and Her Riches

The Newton siblings had been waiting in the dining room at the Newton residence for Whitney for a long while.

Yet, she still hadn’t returned for dinner.

Jasmine lightly furrowed her eyebrows. “Did you not pick up Whitney today, Charles? Why hasn’t she come back?”

Charles’ countenance turned grim. “I had something to take care of today, so I returned home ahead of time.”

“That’s where you’re wrong. What could be more important than picking up your wife from work?” Lucas was dissatisfied with Charles’ answer.

Jasmine added, “It hasn’t been long since Whitney joined the Newton family, Charles. She isn’t familiar with this area. Maybe she got lost while trying to come back?”

Charles stared at his watch with a grave expression and said nothing.

The siblings waited for another twenty minutes.

Seeing that Whitney still hadn’t returned and the sky was turning dark, Jasmine panicked. “You have crossed the line this time, Charles. You didn’t pick up your wife from work, and she still isn’t back home yet. The food is getting cold, yet you don’t seem to be worried at all.”

Once again, Charles looked at his watch quietly.

Jasmine took out her phone and called Whitney. “Charles, her phone is off. I can’t reach her. Did something happen to her?”

After glancing at the sky outside, Lucas said, “It’s getting dark pretty fast today. Looks like it’s about to rain. If it does, Whitney will have an even harder time returning home.”

Unable to sit still any longer, Charles rose to his feet and strode out of the dining room.

Immediately, Jasmine followed him, wanting to search for Whitney with him.

However, Lucas stopped her. “Don’t go and make things worse. It looks like they’ve had an argument. Let them deal with it themselves.”

True. Jasmine sat back down and stared at the rain outside the window worriedly.

The rain was getting heavier by the minute, and the sky was dark.

Charles set off from the Newton

his car or bring his bodyguards with him. He only had his

he hoped Whitney’s familiar figure

can’t find Whitney today, I’ll have to call the

looked at his watch, unknowingly walking

minutes. Unfortunately, he still didn’t see anyone with

isn’t going to

pulled out his

“Mrs. Newton hasn’t returned? How can that be? She left

me everything that happened before she left,” Charles

for you in the underground parking lot, so I approached her and told her you wouldn’t be picking her up. Then, I offered her a ride home, but she refused. The last time I saw her was when she left the

bus home. Given her financial situation, she would most likely take the bus. How stupid! Charles was irritated. Why did she have to take the bus when she could’ve arrived home

to know the routes

he went

later, Charles

clearly listed the three bus routes connected to the subway Whitney had

through that information, Charles realized something. Whitney will end up at the subway station around three kilometers away from the Newton residence regardless of which bus she took.

slowly drove along

annoyed him as he

he caught the sight of a thin figure

too dark, so he couldn’t see who it was. He

she was unfamiliar with the streets as she had always been driven back to the Newton residence. She had never been down these winding streets before and

slippery, and the sky

hungry after walking too much. Feeling tired, she opted to rest on the side of

shone on her countenance, she hopelessly buried her head between her

see Charles picking her up with his car. However, he wasn’t in any of the cars that

until she eventually stopped

on the side of the road, she was drenched by the rain. Her wet hair was stuck to her

looked like an abandoned