The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Chapter 544 Hurt

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?”

let out an awkward chuckle. “That’s not it, Mr. Treyton. Go and get some

what else to

leaned over and took the study materials from her

thing last night, and when I came in, you were sleeping soundly. Are you planning on thoroughly reading these last few

“Um…”

respond. Treyton continued. “You mentioned a while

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 and comprehensive study materials.

up at him, retorting in a righteous tone, “I have been studying, but my foundation is poor. I may not pass the exam this year, but I

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

realizing that he couldn’t let her keep

in my book. If postgraduate studies are your goal, you must pass this year. From now on, I’ll tutor you after work

hint of fear in her eyes. “What kind of

question, Treyton was rendered

punish her slender waist several times in one night until her legs were so weak the next day that she couldn’t get out

were to make his thoughts vocal, Jennifer, with her current mental age, would only take Treyton as a twisted demon, driving her further away from

to change his

what you’ve

taking a nap, my mind is all foggy and blank. If you quiz me now, I probably won’t be able to answer a

once more. But in half an

I’ll study hard for the next half an hour,” Jennifer said in

into her postgraduate

Villa was

late

awakened by the faint rustling noises

a

the covers with suspicion. The bedside lamp was off, and he got up to switch on the

was instantly bathed in light, revealing the disturbing sight on

expression

was in the throes