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.

he would neither spend the night in the bedroom that day nor take the

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

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

and entered the bathroom. The sound of water running was soon

was taking a

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

she was done making the

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

at her as

arguing with you. This room is mine, so I can

found him too

been sleeping on the couch during the days you were not in the room. I didn’t touch the bed, so it’s clean. You can sleep on

one day, whereas the small and narrow couch had become everyone’s favorite at that

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

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

slowly and pinched her chin. Narrowing his eyes, he seemed like he was trying to

the room the past few days? Are you

face turned slightly pale.

don’t you dare look at me, then? Do you really like

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

hair is still half-wet, while his jaw is still

used to

days, so the fact that

called me

but he noticed that her ears, neck,

she really like me so much that she becomes giddy

adorable, Charles felt his mood improve a

thought that Whitney was interesting even though he did not like her

Charles let go of her chin and wrapped his other arm around her

force with his arm, he lifted her off the

“Mr. Newton?”

was flustered by

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