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?”

upset that I secretly came to Muprary to find you, without

“Charles…”

shouldn’t have come over. Besides dealing with the company’s tedious matters, I now have to

face turned

fu and couldn’t fend herself. That seemed

I

towards another cabin. “Quiet down for a bit. I want to

towering figure, standing frozen in place

his subordinates could sense that Charles seemed to be in a bad mood. His mood was often unpredictable, and no one dared

set down the fruit, and followed

from a distance as he rested, staying in a

the helicopter finally landed in China.

Charles to the hospital

on the helicopter could only confirm that there were no immediate life- threatening conditions in his body. Now, a thorough examination was needed to put his mind

was under the auspices of the Harris family. Any hospital where. Kieran presided boasted the most authoritative doctors and experts, ensuring the most. reliable

running back and forth, personally taking care of

hand, a thin layer of sweat

him to a meeting in the ward, Whitney had no choice but to

room, Charles was half-leaning against the head

send someone to negotiate again. I believe Leonardo

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

of the morning, all the test results were out. Charles’s condition was normal, and the gunshot wound on his leg was

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

was all thanks to Winona’s meticulous care these past few days. Hence, it was only natural that Charles credited all the merit to Winona for the life-saving favor she

opened his eyes. With a slight movement, he could feel someone pressing down on the blanket next to him.

saw Whitney sleeping at the head

was resting, the fatigue on her face was unmistakable. It was as if she hadn’t had a

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

year long marriage agreement, and nearly half a year has already

movement from the person in the sickbed, Whitney who

soon as she lifted her gaze, it met with Charles’.

understand the meaning

time to go home now.”

expression, Charles withdrew his fingers that were entwined in Whitney’s hair. He got up from the other side of the bed, straightened

leave the ward, quickly putting some

her eyes and hurried behind him to catch up.

was already resting. Whitney was thinking