Wooing My Ex-Wife

When Treyton noticed that Elisha was constantly stealing glances at the rearview mirror, he cut a sharp gaze over.

Immediately intimidated, Elisha lowered the partition between the front and back seats.

Whoa! I didn’t see anything, nothing at all!

As soon as the partition was fully lowered, Treyton swung his hand and struck Jennifer twice more with the same force.

Ouch, it hurts so badly!

Tears welled in Jennifer’s eyes. Her upper body was pinned against his lap with his hand restraining her waist, locking her in place.

She was stumped for two seconds before she belatedly snapped back to her senses. Instantly, the tears in her eyes threatened to overflow, and devastation slammed into her.

“How could you hit me, Treyton?”

Sighing, Treyton explained solemnly, “I was merely disciplining my disobedient girlfriend. It was grounded on the basis of my love for you. Since you were being unreasonable, I could only punish you in such a manner to wake you up.”

“But what right do you have to punish me?” Jennifer bit her lower lip hard, her eyes stinging hotly.

Catching the hint of tears in her voice, Treyton placed his palm on her butt and gently massaged it.

“I’ve got the right to do so because you wanted to break up with me. But I haven’t agreed to it, and you’re still staying at my place now, not to mention we’re still a couple.”

Jennifer promptly wilted. She was both mortified and irked that he was touching her in such a manner, but he had a tight grip on her waist, and she could not move an inch.

At her silence, Treyton asked softly while massaging her butt, “What exactly is wrong with you, Jennifer? What have I done wrong recently that you want to break up with me?”

Jennifer’s eyes turned increasingly redder, an aggrieved look gradually filling them.

me to return to the Newton residence because only then can you marry me without being mocked and ridiculed by anyone as I’ll have a matching family background. Treyton, do you love me

was slightly

of this. Indeed, I’ve persuaded her about the matter multiple times previously, hoping that she’d return to the fold of the Newton family earlier and change her family name to

do you hate the Newton family

a derisive bark of laughter. “Is a cage without love a home? And are siblings without any affection for each

people are more than family despite being unrelated by blood. But some are even more indifferent than strangers, albeit having the same blood flowing through

don’t want to return to the Newton residence in the least.

brother who cares most about me, but he’s also the most hard-hearted and apathetic among the lot of them. He treats his family no differently from his subordinates, perpetually barking orders. Worse still, there’s the secret at the top floor of the Newton residence. To me, it’s

her thoughts, she demanded, “So, we can never get married so long as I don’t return to the

the Newton family. As long as you want to get married, I’m ready anytime. I don’t care even if I

he lifted her butt and placed her astride

clarifying seriously, “I kept persuading you to return to the Newton residence because I hoped you could get out of your comfort zone and try accepting your family. I know that while you appear indifferent, the matter of the Newton family is actually never far from your mind. You’ve never experienced familial love since young, and you were elated upon learning that you were part of the Newton family. But after you spent a few days at the Newton residence, you found it different from the family you had envisioned. You felt that you couldn’t fit into the family, so you have been avoiding them. In truth, Jennifer, I hope you can face all

plunged into silent contemplation, saying nothing

back of her head lightly, seemingly in preparation

pushed him

still mad at

her features. “I’ll consider the matter about the Newton family, but don’t mention it

again cradled

more, Jennifer shoved

Are you still displeased? Haven’t I agreed to your

“How dare you spank me? You went overboard. The mere thought of it spikes

a moment. Having no other choice, he could only coax gently, “What do you want, then?

a wicked gleam glinted in Jennifer’s limpid

be appeased if you let

Treyton immediately went silent.

face. “I hit you thrice earlier,

your face. I want to hit you where you hit

time, words eluded

seat, Elisha’s eyes went wide in

What kind of scandalous conversation am I having a front-row seat to? Would Mr. Treyton

inexplicable reason, a sense of