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.”

didn’t know what else

and took the study materials from her desk, flipping through the pages nonchalantly.

night, and when I came in, you were sleeping soundly. Are you planning on

“Um…”

struggled to respond. Treyton continued. “You mentioned a while ago that you felt unsuited to the acting industry. I helped you step back from 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, too, gathering the most recent

studying, but my foundation is poor. I may not pass the exam this year, but I do have plans to try again next

of her excuses Jennifer, who had lost four years of her memories, was naïve and innocent. However, she was also unruly

couldn’t let her keep up this

voice, “Jennifer, there’s no ‘try again next year in my book. If postgraduate studies are your goal, you must pass this year. From now on, I’ll tutor you after work and quiz you

blinked with a hint of fear in her

Treyton was

in one night until her legs were so weak the next day that she couldn’t get out of bed.

he if were to make his thoughts vocal, Jennifer, with her current mental age, would only take Treyton as a

Treyton decided to change his

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

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 be able to answer a single question.

time, I’ll let you review once more. But in half an hour, I’ll be back to quiz you. Be prepared to accept

sake, Mr. Treyton. I’ll study hard for the next half an hour,” Jennifer said in a determined

into her postgraduate

Villa was shrouded in darkness,

slept late

faint rustling

could make out a small figure

suspicion. The bedside lamp was off, and

was instantly bathed in light, revealing the disturbing sight on the

bloodshot, her expression fierce like a cornered animal.

in the throes of another

pulled back the covers, he noticed that Gwendolyn’s hands and feet were bound with