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.

thought that he would neither spend the night in the

bed, Mr. Newton. I’m not done with

a little displeased, but he did not say anything in the end.

off his expensive suit and entered the bathroom. The sound of

was taking a

further ado, Whitney quickly finished the task at hand, saved it, and turned off the laptop. Then, she went to the cabinet to get

was done making the couch, Charles finished

couch is too small. 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 go sleep

even look at her as he deliberately averted

This room is

him too

in the room. I didn’t touch the bed, so it’s clean. You can sleep on the bed with peace of

by people one day, whereas the small and

Whitney’s face. He tossed his towel to one side after wiping his hair and

from him. She got cold feet

and pinched her chin. Narrowing his eyes, he seemed like he was trying to see through the disguise of

mad at me for not returning to the room

face turned slightly

then? Do you really like to

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

his jaw is still dripping with water from

used to sleeping

seen Charles for a few days, so the fact that they got so close physically that night made her so

called me “Darling” during

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

much that she becomes giddy as soon as I get a

response adorable, Charles felt his

was interesting even though he did not like her and only treated her as a tool

of her chin and wrapped his other

with his arm, he lifted her off the couch. Their bodies

“Mr. Newton?”

flustered by

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