The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Seeing that Charles still didn’t respond, the other men in the room couldn’t figure out his temperament.

One of the men asked, “Can we leave now, Mr. Newton? We don’t have any more money on us, and we didn’t touch this who—I mean, woman. In fact, she’s the one who beat us up so badly that we’re covered in injuries. We’ll have to see a doctor right away.”

Charles narrowed his eyes and spat coldly, “Scram.”

“Okay, okay.” The men immediately scurried away.

When they passed by Charles, he caught a glimpse of their injuries.

Some had fractured arms while some were covering their bleeding waist.

All six of those men had their butts kicked by Whitney, a woman, despite their advantage in numbers.

As such, Charles’ interest in Whitney was roused.

Slowly, he ambled into the messy room. The shattered glass pieces scattered all over the floor crumbled beneath his dark leather shoes.

Whitney, who was hiding beneath the table, trembled violently and held her breath upon hearing his steady footsteps.

In her mind, she prayed, Please don’t see me, please don’t see me, please don’t…

A second later, she felt warmth on her shoulders. She tilted her head and saw Charles taking off his coat and draping it over her shoulder to cover her tattered clothes.

He’s so gentle, so much so that he can charm any woman in minutes. Whitney felt even more ashamed and hung her head low, not daring to meet his gaze.

“You don’t have to hide. I know who you are,” uttered Charles in a deep, magnetic voice, which was pleasant to Whitney’s ears.

“Why did you come to this dangerous place? Are you in desperate need of money?” he asked.

In response, Whitney nodded as tears streamed down her face. “I’m sorry. You just said you wanted to try dating me in the afternoon, yet I embarrassed you in the evening on the same day…”

he picked up the money on the table, squatted down, and delivered it to Whitney. “Take it. It’s all yours. You won’t

head, but as soon as her eyes met Charles’ piercing blue gaze, she

take the money. “I don’t want it. If you hadn’t arrived

silly way sometimes. “I don’t need it, and what happened tonight has nothing to do with me. You

by the group of men,

mustered her courage and raised her gaze, daring to ask, “Don’t you

an adult, and you’re forced to do what it takes to make ends meet. I can understand that. Although, you should avoid taking such risks in the future. Your safety should

“Thank you.”

the cash in his hand

count this as compensation for my emotional damage. Perhaps I’ll have some money left over after purchasing the cologne as a gift for Charles, which

to see her still wearing a smile. What a happy-go-lucky woman. He offered, “I’ll send you to the hospital.

need to visit the hospital. All I endured was a few slaps, that’s all. The minor injuries on my

case, I’ll send you home.” He stood, hands stuffed into his pockets, ready to leave

stopped because he didn’t hear

she hadn’t moved yet. “What’s the

a rabbit’s, the tears on her countenance mixed with blood. There was

lip and uttered, “I… My legs are numb. I

I proved myself wrong just thirty seconds later. I wish

ruthlessly kick the butts of a few men earlier? Why are her legs numb after I

behavior slightly distasteful, he still approached her

so it was easy for him to

her thin shoulders were covered by his coat. Her body was tainted

state would easily arouse a man’s desire to protect

froze, lowering his gaze and staring at her

even blink as

who shared the former’s delicate frame. Gwendolyn’s light and thin, too. When we were younger, I used to carry her like this as well. I even spun around with her in my

discern the expressions swirling in his blue