The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Charles smirked. “Are you suggesting that it’s my fault for not revealing your true identity in the Newton residence earlier? Are you blaming me for telling them that you’re a housekeeper, which resulted in Haisley and the rest bullying you?”

“No… That never crossed my mind.”

He chuckled, a mischievous glimmer dancing in his eyes. “You hesitated.”

“I swear I didn’t,” insisted Whitney helplessly.

“You’re obviously lying.”

She chose to remain silent, feeling a tad annoyed.

With her naturally golden hair and captivating emerald eyes, Whitney’s face exuded a pristine charm, resembling that of a delicate doll. Despite her frustrated expression, her cheeks puffed up cutely.

She’s quite adorable.

Unable to hold himself back, Charles burst out laughing.

Why didn’t I realize how entertaining Whitney can be? I didn’t know I could tease my wife like this. It’s hard not to be charmed by how adorable she is when she’s trying to suppress her anger.

His long lashes fluttered as his gaze unintentionally fell upon Whitney’s soft alluring lips.

He couldn’t quite explain why, but Whitney seemed to grow more pleasing to the eye by the day. The more he looked at her, the more beautiful she appeared in his eyes.

Unconsciously, he found himself leaning closer to her, drawing nearer to her lips.

Perhaps, it’s not bad to have such an amusing and pretty wife. If Whitney continues to behave herself, we can always renew the contract when the one-year marriage period is up.

For the first time ever, such a thought crossed his mind. Slowly, he found himself drawn closer to Whitney.

The two were just mere inches away from each other, and Whitney could feel Charles’ warm breath.

His every breath seemed to be filled with lust, causing a tingling sensation on her cheeks and skin. It felt like his warmth could permeate her bloodstream, setting her entire body ablaze.

As his lips drew closer, Whitney found herself so nervous that she held her breath, fidgeting restlessly on his lap.

Is Charles going to… kiss me? Perhaps, experiencing his tenderness will leave me with some precious memories even after we divorce. It doesn’t sound all too bad…

eyes, not wanting to disrupt the inexplicable

just before their lips could touch, Charles paused and asked softly, “You’ve been looking at your phone quite often lately. What’s

unrelated conversation disrupted the

leaning back in his chair, maintaining a measured distance

never intended to kiss her, and she

a result, her ears burned

already tell you? I’ve been

still haven’t found

frustration as she grumbled, “Your expectations are too high, Mr. Newton. No drinking or socializing, no revealing outfits,

half-smile. “But how much

bolt of lightning, prompting her to swiftly bounce up from Charles’ lap, as if she

for words. She didn’t have

drifted down to his legs, where Whitney’s warmth

figure

fingers nervously. “I came to bring you a glass of juice and express my

“Okay,” replied Charles casually.

her heels, Whitney hurriedly fled, burying her flushed face in her

closed behind her, the room fell into silence, leaving Charles

at

his arms earlier, his right hand rested on

yet astonishingly

felt parched, and an unusual feeling of passion began to

but ever since they bid goodbye to their youth, he had never

possibility was forever out

been so intimately close to since his

thoughts, he fixed his gaze

an email notification on his computer finally snapped him back

what Whitney said about finding a job, Charles picked up his phone and sent a message to his assistant. Then,

the Jenson residence

like her eardrums were bursting,

just putting on makeup. Do you really have to act like it’s the end of the world?

his handsome face displaying

grown man, and I’m being forced to wear contact lenses, draw eyeliner, apply lipstick, and even stick on false eyelashes! I

her temper. “You’re hopeless! Serves you right for remaining single your