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.

a little displeased, but he did not

expensive suit and entered the bathroom.

taking

and turned off the laptop. Then, she went to the cabinet to get a quilt to make the

done making the couch, Charles

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

her as

“No one is arguing with you. This room is mine, so I can sleep wherever I want. You’ll sleep

him

been sleeping on the couch during the days you were not in the room.

bed probably never expected that it would be disliked by people one day, whereas the small

his gaze on Whitney’s face. He tossed his towel to one

approached, Whitney could feel the intimidating vibe from

Narrowing his eyes, he seemed like he was trying to see

you mad at me for not returning to the room the past few days? Are you throwing a

face turned slightly

Do you

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

is still dripping with water from

used to sleeping

had not seen Charles for a few days, so the fact that they got

he even called me

he noticed that her ears, neck, and cheeks were

much that she becomes giddy as soon as I get a little

her response adorable, Charles felt his mood improve a

that Whitney was interesting even though he did not like her and only treated her

go of her chin and wrapped his

off the

“Mr. Newton?”

flustered by his

shoulders, he