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.

because I only did one

after spending the night with him as he had always been proud of

had suffered a huge

once-serene lake. The intensity of

you how

“Ceddy! Ced…”

struggled but to no

was too late to regret her

from his slumber by the enticing aroma

Is Jennifer cooking in the kitchen?

and changed into a suit before making his way downstairs

in and out. A spread of warm milk, toast, fried eggs,

the kitchen, carrying two bowls of oatmeal. She looked

a chair out for

Marcus‘ place. After 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

was just nice. He found her cooking

staying here for some time, I can arrange for two maids to take care

her lips in surprise. “No need, Mr. Harris. I understand that my presence may be burdensome. I’m good at doing housework and cooking. Please allow me

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

Treyton settled on the couch to read the papers instead

kitchen and was ready to head out when he asked, “Are you going to

know?” Jennifer came to a stop,

checked your schedule a while ago. Come, let me give

the hill myself. My manager will pick me up in his car at the foot of the hill

while his voice possessed a charming

the mountain is conveniently on my way.

thank you,

considerable size, with a winding path leading down the mountain. If Jennifer were to walk, it would

ride, Mr. Harris. Will you come back for dinner tonight? I can prepare dinner for you in advance. I’ll feel bad if I cannot

aura of detachment that surrounded her seemed akin to a

I would drop her off as it was conveniently along my route, so

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

if you want. I might be at work until past seven in the

She