The Ex and Her Riches

Even though her mind was filled with countless doubts, Whitney didn’t ask anything.

Isaac stepped forward at the right moment, respectfully calling out, “Mr. Newton.”

“Alright. Let’s head back.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Charles brushed past Whitney’s shoulder and boarded the helicopter.

Looking through the helicopter’s window, Charles gazed at the people standing on the ground.

Winona was waving goodbye to him, then she turned around and headed back to the fishing. village.

In the moment she turned around, the reluctance on Winona’s face faded, replaced by indifference.

His departure was not the end. She believed that Charles would come looking for her again.

Whitney gazed into the distance, her heart a mix of emotions as she watched the petite. figure of the girl.

It’s all right. Once we get back, none of these will matter.

After taking a few deep breaths, Whitney also boarded the helicopter, deliberately ignoring the discomfort in her heart.

The helicopter started up, its massive roar filling the air. Two doctors worked around. Charles, meticulously conducting various checks on him.

In order to ensure Charles’ was in good shape, Isaac had almost all the medical equipment that could be moved onto the helicopter. This was done solely to provide Charles with the most comprehensive checkup.

Once the inspection was over, Whitney walked over and asked with concern. “Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?”

She brought over a tray filled with fruit, holding it up with both hands in front of Charles while waiting for him to choose his favorite fruit.

Charles shook his head in refusal.

I’m not hungry. I don’t feel like eating.

Whitney stared at his handsome face, utterly perplexed. Before coming to Muprary, he had even taken the initiative to ask her out.

Nearly half a month after the incident, his attitude seemed to revert back to the indifference he showed when they first got married. In fact, he even exhibited a somewhat complex, deliberate aloofness.

“Have… have you been troubled by something these past few days?”

I secretly came to Muprary to

“Charles…”

furrowed as he interrupted her, “This place is dangerous. You shouldn’t have come over. Besides dealing with the company’s tedious matters, I now have to worry about your safety

turned

couldn’t fend herself. That seemed to be a burden

I

“Quiet down for a bit.

at his towering figure, standing frozen in place with a plate of fruit in

seemed to be in a bad mood. His mood was often unpredictable,

set down the fruit, and followed him into another

quietly across from Charles. She simply watched him from a distance as he rested, staying in a position where she could be of help

next day, the helicopter

hospital for a more comprehensive

were no immediate life- threatening conditions in his body. Now, a thorough examination was needed to

hospital where. Kieran presided boasted

the hospital, Whitney was running back and forth, personally taking care of

lab report in her hand, a thin layer of sweat forming on her forehead. She was panting heavily from

could handle these tasks, but because Charles had called him to a meeting in the

room, Charles was half-leaning against the head board. His handsome face looked

send someone to negotiate again. I believe Leonardo will restrain himself and

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

Charles’s condition

weight, there was no lack of nutrition, but just a bit of

Winona’s meticulous care these past few days. Hence, it was only natural that Charles credited all the merit to Winona

With a slight movement, he could feel someone pressing down on the blanket next to

head and saw Whitney sleeping at the

face was unmistakable. It was as if she hadn’t had a good rest in many

slender fingers reached out, twirling her blond hair that had fallen on the blanket around his finger.

agreement, and nearly half

sickbed, Whitney who was a

she lifted her gaze, it met with Charles’.

in confusion, unable to understand the meaning behind Charles’s wrong?”

to go

Whitney’s hair. He got up from the other side of the bed, straightened his shirt cuffs, put

he was the first to leave the ward, quickly putting some distance. between him and

eyes and hurried

Whitney was thinking about preparing some nutritious food for