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

know what else

took the study materials from her desk, flipping through the pages

were sleeping soundly. Are

“Um…”

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. But how many of

but my foundation is poor. I may not pass the exam this year, but I do have plans to try again next year if

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

realizing that he couldn’t let her

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 kind

question, Treyton was rendered speechless.

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

if were to make his thoughts vocal, Jennifer, with her current mental age, would

decided to change his

on what you’ve

time! After taking a nap, my mind is all

“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 to accept

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

into her postgraduate exam materials.

was shrouded in

slept late into

was awakened by the faint rustling noises from the

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

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

in light, revealing the disturbing sight on the bed.

eyes were bloodshot, her expression

expected, she was in the throes of

when he fully pulled back the covers, he noticed that Gwendolyn’s hands and feet were bound with heavy