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.

had thought that he would neither spend the night in the bedroom that day nor

Mr. Newton. I’m not done with my

his brows. He was a little displeased, but he did not say anything in the

his expensive suit and entered the bathroom.

taking a

the task at hand, saved it, and turned off the laptop. Then, she went to the cabinet to get a quilt to make the

making the

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

did not even look at her

“No one is arguing with you. This room is mine,

him

couch during the days you were not in the

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

tossed his towel to one

the man approached, Whitney could feel the intimidating vibe from him.

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

not returning to the room the past few days? Are

slightly pale. “No, I’m

Do you really like

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

is still dripping with water from

I’m used to sleeping on the

few days, so the fact that they got so close physically that night

even called me

was thinking, but he noticed

so much that she becomes giddy as soon as I get a little closer to

Charles felt his mood

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

her chin and wrapped his other arm around her

the couch. Their bodies

“Mr. Newton?”

was flustered by

Grabbing her shoulders, he turned her around so