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.

neither spend the night in the bedroom that day

can sleep on the bed, Mr. Newton. I’m not done with my

he did not say anything in the end.

and entered the bathroom. The sound of water running was

was taking

it, and turned off the laptop. Then, she went to the cabinet to get

done making

Mr. Newton. I prefer to sleep on the couch, so don’t argue with

did not even look at her as he deliberately averted his

with you. This room is

him

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

be disliked by people one day, whereas

tossed his towel to one side after wiping

the intimidating vibe from him. She got cold feet and lowered her

bent over slowly and pinched her chin. Narrowing his eyes, he seemed like

room the past few days? Are

face turned slightly

Do you really like to

looked up slightly and met his probing eyes. She was so fazed by his attractiveness that she

his jaw is still dripping with water from his shower. He

I’m used to sleeping on

fact that they got

he even called me

thinking, but he noticed

giddy as soon as

adorable, Charles felt

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

her chin and wrapped his other arm

off the couch. Their

“Mr. Newton?”

was flustered by his

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