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 telling

“Charles…”

sigh, his eyebrows furrowed as he interrupted her, “This place is dangerous. You shouldn’t have

turned pale.

fu and couldn’t fend herself. That

I just…”

up and headed towards another cabin. “Quiet down for a bit. I

in place with a plate of fruit in her hands.

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

down the fruit,

Charles. She simply watched him from a distance as he rested, staying in a position where

next day, the helicopter finally landed

the hospital for

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

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

back and forth, personally taking care

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

Isaac could handle these tasks, but because Charles had called him to a meeting in the ward, Whitney had no

the head board. His handsome

I believe Leonardo will restrain himself and will try to rescue the remaining hostages as

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

condition was normal, and the

of nutrition, but just a bit of a calcium

Hence, it was only natural that Charles credited all the

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

his head and saw Whitney sleeping at the head of his

face was unmistakable. It was as if she hadn’t had

looked at her 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 has already passed….

movement from the person in the sickbed, Whitney who was a light sleeper,

lifted her gaze, it met

the

It’s time to go home now.”

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

to leave the ward, quickly putting some distance. between

and hurried behind him to catch

residence quite late. Everyone at home was already resting. Whitney was thinking about preparing some nutritious food for him