Chapter 436
Wooing My Ex-Wife
At the same time, an enticing scene unfolded in the bedroom of Treytonâs villa.
The white sheer curtains were tightly drawn together. They were adorned with a soft circle of yellow fairy lights, which added a touch of romantic warmth to them.
Treyton lay on top of Jennifer with a besotted look on his face. His breathing was slightly uneven as he gently caressed her tender cheek with his fingertips.
In his alluring deep voice, he asked softly, âDo you still want to break up with me?â
Jennifer shook her head obediently. âNo. I canât bear to.â
Satisfied with her answer, Treyton kissed her lips again.
Pushing him away, she grumbled, âNot now. Iâm tired.â
Treyton rolled over and rested his back against the headboard. With the sheets covering half of his bare body, his toned abdominal muscles that glistened with sweat looked all the more seductive.
He pulled Jennifer into his arms and said seriously, âJennifer, I hope you can confront your inner fears and try to visit the Newton residence a few times. I admit I have ulterior motives. If your identity as the Newton familyâs daughter is publicly announced, we can get married officially. Everyone will bless us, and there wonât be any doubts or questions. Even if itâs for our future, I hope you can give it a try. But rest assured that I will never give up on you no matter what. I will face all your fears with you.â
Jennifer remained silent for a long while.
After calming down and thinking about it, she found that she was able to understand Treytonâs intentions.
She decided to give it a try.
âOkay. I promise I will call Craig and go back to the Newton residence once I have some free time in the next few days.â
Satisfied with the answer, Treyton kissed her forehead.
Jennifer sighed. Every time the Newton family was brought up, she would be reminded of the incident when she was attacked on the top floor.
âTrey, do you remember the last time I went back to the Newton residence for a few days to help Gwendolyn find proof that Charles is an illegitimate child?â
Treyton nodded. âOf course. You didnât want to go back there after that visit.â
Jennifer sat up from his embrace and looked at him seriously. âOn the night I obtained the photos, something terrifying happened.â
Treyton frowned slightly. âItâs been so long. Why didnât you mention it?â
âBecause Craig told me that it was my imagination at that time, and I couldnât remember it clearly either. Besides, I didnât tell anyone about it because it is a private matter of the Newton family.â
âWhat happened that night?â
Jennifer lowered her head and fell into deep thought. Then, she began to recount the incident in detail.
âCraig set a rule for the top floor of the Newton residence, stating that it will be locked at night and no one is allowed to go up there. However, the top floor is where my fatherâs study and my motherâs bedroom are located.
âThat night, I climbed up the wall from the window downstairs and entered my fatherâs study. I managed to steal the photos, but someone attacked me with an ashtray from behind and even choked me. The person really wanted to kill me.
âThe study was dimly lit that night, and I could vaguely see the personâs eyes through the moonlight.
They were bloodshot and filled with murderous intent like a terrifying demon from hell. And there was a horrifying voice roaring in my ear, saying, âWhy are you alive? Youâre the symbol of humiliation. You should dieâ¦ââ
Treyton listened attentively, feeling incredulous.
âI canât believe this happened⦠Other than the personâs eyes, do you remember the personâs appearance? Was it a man or a woman?â
Jennifer closed her eyes and tried to recall.
After a while, she shook her head. âI canât remember.â
Treyton pulled her into his embrace again as he gently reassured her, âIf this incident is not just a figment of your imagination but a real experience, then this is something very serious. Someone is imprisoned on the top floor of the Newton residence, and we donât know how long it has been.â
Jennifer nodded. âYeah. Iâve always had suspicions about whether it is my mother whom I have never met before. Have you ever met her, Trey?â
âYes, I have. But Mrs. Newton doesnât seem to go out often, and she never attends social events with other prominent ladies. She has only been seen at the Newton familyâs charity gala.â Treyton paused for a moment before continuing, âHowever, I have seen her quite a few times, and she appeared to be in good condition. She was gentle, elegant, and had an excellent temperament. She didnât seem like the crazy person you just described.â
Jenniferâs expression turned serious. âThatâs strange. The butler told me that only my mother lived on the top floor. If it wasnât her, then who could it be?â
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that there was something complex behind this incident.
Furthermore, the person who had choked her last time had cursed her to die.
She had the suspicion that this matter was related to her true identity.
âI will find an opportunity to go back to the Newton residence the day after. Maybe this matter is crucial,â she said.
Treyton agreed with her decision, but he was worried about her safety because she had just been attacked on her last visit. âI will secretly arrange for two skilled bodyguards to hide near the Newton residence. If anything goes wrong, you shout out loud.â
âOkay.â
With the serious matters discussed, Treyton picked her up and headed toward the bathroom to take a shower together.
While it was a peaceful night in Salinsburgh, it was raining heavily in Fairlake.
It was already pouring the moment Kieran got off the plane.
After booking a hotel room, he spent the entire afternoon trying to contact Inez.
Unfortunately, determined to sever her love for him, Inez had already blocked all his contacts.
Kieran could only lie in the hotel room aimlessly, wondering how to come up with a way to ask Inez out.
He couldnât sleep all night. In the end, he couldnât help but send a message to Treyton to seek advice from him.
Treyton immediately replied after he finished taking a shower.
His message read: Youâre such a blockhead. Youâre hopeless! If you canât reach her, canât you take the initiative to go find her?
Kieran was baffled. He replied: How? Are you suggesting that I should wait for her outside the Mossey residence?
Treyton: â¦â¦
When Kieran saw the message, his expression became cold.
Treyton: Isnât it raining in Fairlake now? Find an excuse. Tell them you lost your phone and money, and have nowhere to stay. Ask the Mosseys to take you in! Play the victim to get in, get it?
Treyton: You saved Inez before, and youâre a Harris from Salinsburgh. The Mosseys wonât turn you away! Just find an opportunity to spend time with her every day, apologize, and slowly win back her heart. Understand?
Kieran pondered for a moment and came to the conclusion that it was a good idea.
Immediately after, Treyton sent him a link and another message.
Treyton: Stop reading so many medical textbooks during your free time. You should search for love guides online more. Your low emotional intelligence needs some work!
Frowning, Kieran muttered a few curses under his breath. He was reaching his limit with a certain arrogant someone.
Kieran: Do you need a beating?
After sending that message, he never received a reply from Treyton.
It seemed that someone had backed down decisively.
After turning off his phone, Kieran booked the hotel room for a month and stored all his bank cards, money, and clothes in the room.
Then, without taking an umbrella, he walked out into the rain resolutely.
If he had to play the victim, he would go all the way.
He sprinted in the rain alone in the middle of the night.
After running for a while, he decided to take a cab because he was getting tired.
However, he realized with a jolt that he didnât bring any money or his phone with him. How was he supposed to take a cab now?