Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

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?”

it, Mr. Treyton. Go and get some rest. I really am studying. Once I’m done. I’ll go back to our room.”

what else to

and took the study materials from her desk, flipping

sleeping soundly. Are you planning on thoroughly reading

“Um…”

studies, a path you’ve never dared to tread before. You hoped to

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 do have plans to try again next year

who had lost four years of her memories, was naïve and innocent. However, she was also unruly and stubborn, like a

realizing that he couldn’t let her keep up this façade any

stated in his deep voice, “Jennifer, there’s no ‘try again next year in my book. If postgraduate studies are your goal, you must pass this year. From now on, I’ll tutor you after work and quiz

hint of fear in her eyes. “What

her question, Treyton was

times in one night until her legs were so weak the

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

to

you on what you’ve been

I review it one more time! After taking a nap, my mind is all foggy and

relented. “Considering it’s your first time, I’ll let you review once more. But in half an hour, I’ll be back to quiz you. Be prepared

doing this for my sake, Mr. Treyton. I’ll study hard for the next half an hour,” Jennifer said in a

into her postgraduate

Villa was shrouded

late into the

was awakened by the faint rustling noises from the side.

he could make out a small figure lying beside him, shivering and struggling

back the covers with suspicion. The bedside lamp was off, and he

light, revealing the disturbing sight on the

eyes were bloodshot, her expression fierce like a

had expected, she was in

the covers, he noticed that Gwendolyn’s hands