The Ex and Her Riches

Whitney had never thought that Charles would address her by such a term of endearment.

She was stunned for a while. It was not until Charles pinched the back of her hand and exerted more force to bring her to her senses that she snapped out of her fantasy.

“I’m not mad at you, but you’ve caused Lucas and Jasmine to misunderstand, so I should really punish you,” Whitney whined.

Although she knew that it was an act, she could not miss the chance to indulge in his gentleness, even if it was just for a short while.

She gently tugged the back of his hand with a bright and playful smile.

The atmosphere between the young couple was somewhat ambiguous.

Lucas clicked his tongue and shook his head before looking at Jasmine and saying, “Look at them. Their public display of affection is blinding.”

Jasmine took advantage of the opportunity to talk about his marriage. “Lucas, when are you going to bring home a wife? Even Charles is married now. You won’t still be single by the time Whitney has kids, will you?”

Lucas was rendered speechless.

He placed a drumstick onto Jasmine’s plate. “Just eat your food. Stay out of my business.”

At the same time, Whitney blushed slightly in embarrassment at the mention of kids.

Charles maintained a neutral expression for the rest of the meal. After retracting his hand, he focused on his meal and said nothing further.

After the meal, he went to his study.

Meanwhile, Whitney was working at the coffee table in the bedroom to deal with the work left behind during her time off last time.

After she worked for two hours, the door of the bedroom opened slowly.

Charles was pulling his tie with one hand in a leisurely manner with an unmistakable look of exhaustion in his eyes.

He glanced at Whitney, who was sitting on the couch. As he threw the tie he took off on the coat rack, he said flatly, “Make the couch. I’m tired.”

Whitney stared at him in astonishment for a moment.

night in the bedroom that day nor take the initiative to talk to

Mr. Newton. I’m not done with my work

displeased, but he did not say anything in the

his expensive suit and entered the bathroom.

was taking a

it, and turned off the laptop.

making the couch, Charles finished

It’s not suitable for someone your height, Mr. Newton. I prefer to sleep on the couch, so don’t argue with me anymore and

look at her as he deliberately averted

was slightly impatient as he replied, “No one is arguing with you. This

found him

you were not in the room. I

bed probably never expected that it would be disliked by people one day, whereas the small and narrow couch had become

his towel to one side after wiping his hair

from him. She got cold feet and

he seemed like he was

at me for not returning to the room the past few

turned slightly pale.

you dare look at me, then? Do you

herself down, Whitney looked up slightly and met his probing eyes. She was so fazed

short hair is still half-wet, while his jaw is still dripping with water from his

to sleeping

kept fluttering. She had not seen Charles for a few days, so the fact that they got so close physically that night made her so

called me “Darling” during

thinking, but he noticed that her ears, neck, and cheeks were

me so much that she becomes giddy as soon

adorable, Charles felt his mood improve

did not like

of her chin and wrapped his other arm

he lifted her off the couch.

“Mr. Newton?”

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smirk on his face, he watched as she panicked. Grabbing her shoulders, he turned her around so that she was