Wooing My Ex-Wife

Jennifer lowered her head and mulled over the issues that Gwendolyn had raised.

Indeed, it sounded like a colossal challenge.

Having gotten used to her relaxed lifestyle, she expected to face some difficulties in acclimatizing to a more hectic schedule,

Still, Jennifer loved Honor of Kings and always felt excitement coursing through her veins when she watched professional gamers playing it.

That was why she would gladly take on the role.

I’ll take it slower in my graduate studies. If I can’t make it this year, there’s always next year.

After thinking things through, Jennifer replied determinedly, “I’d like to give it a shot, Gwendolyn. I’ll try my best to accomplish everything you’ve laid out.”

“All right. I trust you.”

Gwendolyn gently patted her face before suggesting, “Why don’t you stay here and familiarize yourself with the surroundings? I need to discuss the investment agreement with some founders of the club. And don’t worry about Treyton; I’ll talk to him on your behalf.”

Jennifer smiled and said, “Thank you, Gwendolyn.”

“Don’t mention it.”

Meanwhile, after spending some time at Mossey Corporation’s offices in Fairlake, Kieran had become a competent worker across all tasks which Inez had assigned to him.

While he was a medical genius, his intelligence spanned further than the bounds of his field.

Lack of interest had held him back from trying new things. If he had decided to go into business, he could have joined the ranks of the industry’s most talented CEOS.

Out of habit, Inez often glanced at Kieran while he was engrossed in his work.

Having such eye candy nearby certainly lifted her mood.

During one of Inez’s ogling sessions, Kieran’s furious typing abruptly stopped as he completed yet another document efficiently.

He turned to Inez, who hastily averted her gaze and pretended to be staring at her computer.

I get off work earlier today, Ms. Mossey? I have some personal

replied, “Have you completed all the work I’ve assigned

affirmation. “I’ve e–mailed

“Oh, okay.”

lashes, feeling rather crestfallen.your

her presence was not included

they maintained the professional relationship between a boss and

they address the other facet of their

forced engagement, it did not mean that

empty promises, then Kieran’s not a decent man. That’s how I can test the sincerity of his feelings

so absorbed in her thoughts that she did not notice Kieran approaching her

musings and feigned nonchalance. “Why are you in a rush to get off work today, Mr. Kieran? Where are you

Then, he leaned closer to her and caged

beat. She clung to her nerves and demanded, “What

me about my after–work activities

his expression took on a

and almost knew their content like the back

see a marked

his gaze head–on. “Does it make a difference whether I’m asking as a

“Of course.”

seen in the movies, and his smirk widened. He drawled, “If you’re asking as a boss, I would tell you that my after–work activities are private matters, which are none

you’ve got on you. Where are you learning these lines from? You’re getting more brazen.” Despite her grumbling, her expression implied

“So, is Ms.

“We’re in the office now. Before you officially get off work, you’re still my secretary, so I’m asking you as a boss. On that note, shouldn’t

disappointment. He straightened up and said in an equally

Anything outside of work qualifies as private matters. I don’t think it’s appropriate to inform you about them, Ms.

response, she looked up and noticed Kieran headed

“Stay there.”

his tracks

“Mr. Kieran,” even on their dates, which

to attend to them. You should at