Wooing My Ex-Wife

The night drepened.

The lights in Treyton’s villa remained on.

Treyton, refreshed after a bath and wrapped in a robe, leisurely ascended the stairs, intending to visit a certain someone who was engrossed in her studies in the room.

He gently nudged open the door, peeking inside at the sight of the person behind the desk.

Jennifer was sprawled out on the desk, snoozing away.

A wry expression spread across his face as he walked in. He made no attempt to silence his footsteps.

Yet, the deep in slumber Jennifer, lacking any sense of alertness, remained utterly unconscious of his presence.

“Ahem.”

Treyton deliberately coughed aloud to rouse the sleeping Jennifer from her dreams.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked up at Treyton. “Why are you here? I haven’t finished studying yet. There are- She flipped through her postgraduate study materials and continued, “just about ten sections left. I promise to go to bed after I’m done.”

Treyton knew she was merely giving him a perfunctory response. In a deep and brooding voice, he said, “Jennifer, are you that afraid of sharing a bed with me? I’ve told you that I wouldn’t attempt anything without your consent. All I want is to hold you while we sleep. Can’t you trust me?”

Jennifer remained silent.

The director of her former orphanage used to caution them about men, warning that their words were often deceptive.

What does he mean by he wouldn’t attempt anything when we share a bedt Who knows what will happen if he suddenly loses control over his urgest

Treyton felt a pang of hurt. “Jennifer, we’re engaged. Can’t you accept me yet?”

Jennifer let out an awkward chuckle. “That’s not it, Mr. Treyton. Go and get some rest. I really am studying. Once I’m done. I’ll go back to our room.”

know what else to say

study materials from her desk, flipping through

in, you were sleeping soundly. Are

“Um…”

that. Then you wanted to pursue postgraduate studies, a path you’ve never dared to tread before. You hoped to eventually become a junior professor at a certain university. I supported you in that,

retorting in a righteous tone, “I have been studying, but my foundation is poor. I may not pass the exam this year, but I do have plans to try again next year

four years of her memories, was naïve and innocent. However, she

her keep up

studies are your goal, you must pass this year. From now on, I’ll tutor you after work and quiz you on

blinked with a hint of fear in her eyes.

her question, Treyton was

be honest, he wanted to punish her slender waist several times in one night until her legs were so

his thoughts vocal, Jennifer, with her current mental age, would only take Treyton as

decided to change his

tonight, let’s test you on what you’ve been studying all

soft pink lips in nervousness. “Could I review it one more time! After taking a nap, my mind is all foggy and blank. If you quiz me now, I probably won’t

Treyton relented. “Considering it’s your first time, I’ll let you review once more. But in half an hour, I’ll be back to quiz

Mr. Treyton. I’ll study hard for the

into her postgraduate exam materials.

Harrick Villa was shrouded

had slept late into the

by the faint rustling

small figure lying beside him, shivering

was off, and he got up to switch on the light.

revealing the disturbing

eyes were bloodshot, her expression fierce like a

she was in the throes

covers, he noticed that Gwendolyn’s hands