Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 260 Weak

Jennifer bowed twice and returned to the bed hastily. “I apologize, Mr. Harris. I have slept in this bed and used the bedsheet and blanket. I assume you’re not pleased with that…”

Treyton seemed to have understood what she was getting at. He sat up and hopped off the bed.

“I’m really sorry for the intrusion,” Jennifer apologized repeatedly.

Quickly, she removed the bedsheet and blanket before retreating from the room with a humble bow.

Treyton glanced at the bare bed and flashed a helpless smile. After getting the spare bedsheet and blanket from the cabinet, he ended up spreading the bed himself.

I can’t believe Jennifer apologized fifteen times and bowed twelve times in just a few minutes. She is strangely foolish and adorable, huh? How interesting.

At dawn, the gentle rays of the sun filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow upon the bed in the bedroom.

When Cedrick awoke, he found Gwendolyn already awake. She was sitting in bed, looking serious, engrossed in scrolling on her phone.

The sight confused him. “Why are you on your phone early in the morning? Have you been addicted to it recently?”

“No. I’m buying something for you.”

Gwenny’s buying a gift for me again? It should be something normal this time, right?

“What is it? Let me take a look.”

Gwendolyn explained carelessly, “Oh, a box of stag penis pills, some tonic, and…”

Stag penis? Tonics?

Cedrick found it strange that she would buy those for him. He asked darkly, “Why would you buy those things? Have I not satisfied you?”

“Of course not!” Gwendolyn shook her head profusely. “You were amazing, Ceddy. However, last night you claimed to be capable of doing three hundred push–ups with one hand, but you stopped after doing one hundred push–ups.”

Is he weak because we have been having sex too much recently? I can’t let that happen. I must buy more tonics to mak it up to him!

Cedrick stared at her in shock.

I only

would think he was weak after spending the night with him as he had always

ego had suffered a

to massive waves disrupting the tranquility of a once-serene lake. The intensity of his anger surged, surpassing even the power of a nuclear explosion upon the vast expanse of the

I’ll show you

“Ceddy! Ced…”

but

late to regret her

roused from his slumber by the

like fried egg. Is Jennifer

up and changed into a suit before making his way downstairs

of warm milk, toast, fried eggs, and an assortment of fruits were already

from the kitchen, carrying two bowls of oatmeal. She

and pulled a chair out for

all, Jennifer was still a stranger to him, and he held reservations about unfamiliar people. However, the sight of Jennifer’s genuine smile inexplicably drew him toward her, compelling him to approach and take a

the fried egg was just nice. He found

for some time, I can arrange for two maids

that my presence may be burdensome. I’m good at doing housework and cooking. Please allow me to

Treyton chose not to say anything further. It was clear that she was

read the papers instead of heading

ready to head out when he asked, “Are you going to Barner for a magazine

do you know?” Jennifer came to a stop, holding her bag

schedule a while ago. Come,

have to do that, Mr. Harris. I can walk down the hill myself. My manager will pick me up in his car at the foot of the

while his voice possessed a charming

mountain is

thank you,

with a winding path leading down the mountain. If Jennifer were

the car and gave Treyton another bow. “Thank you for the ride, Mr. Harris. Will you

and revealed à cautious and vigilant attitude. The aura of detachment that surrounded her seemed akin to a protective barrier she had created for

was conveniently along my route, so there was no

morning, he discovered that Walter had been unfaithful to her. He felt a pang of sympathy

you want. I might be at work until past

Harris!” She gave