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?”

that I secretly came to Muprary to

“Charles…”

eyebrows 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 as well.”

turned

fend herself. That seemed to be a burden for Charles.

I

up and headed towards another cabin. “Quiet down for

standing frozen in place with a plate of fruit in her

was often unpredictable, and no one dared to approach him. They all

down the fruit, and followed

quietly across from Charles. She simply watched him from a distance as

helicopter finally landed

Charles to the hospital for a

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

where. Kieran presided boasted the most authoritative doctors and experts, ensuring the most. reliable diagnosis and

and forth,

lab report in her hand, a thin layer of sweat forming

Charles had called him to a meeting in the ward, Whitney had no choice but to take on all

against the head board. His handsome

gain any advantage either, so send someone to negotiate again. I believe Leonardo will restrain himself and will

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

of the morning, all the test results were out. Charles’s condition was normal, and the

was no lack of nutrition, but

past few days. Hence, it was only natural that Charles credited all the merit to Winona for the life-saving favor she had. bestowed.

a midday nap, Charles slowly opened his eyes. With a slight movement, he could feel someone pressing down on the

his head and saw Whitney sleeping at the head of

on her face was unmistakable. It was as if she hadn’t

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

marriage agreement, and nearly half a year

in the sickbed, Whitney

lifted her gaze, it met with Charles’.

the meaning behind Charles’s wrong?” she asked.

to go

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

to leave the ward, quickly putting some distance. between

hurried behind him to catch

at home was already resting. Whitney was thinking about preparing