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.

unaware of her staring, asked seriously, “May I get off work earlier today, Ms. Mossey? I have

all the work I’ve assigned to

“I’ve e–mailed everything

“Oh, okay.”

her lashes, feeling

that her presence was not included

professional relationship between

working hours did they address the other facet of their

was nothing she could do about their forced

less. If those are nothing but empty promises, then Kieran’s not a decent man. That’s

was so absorbed in her thoughts that she did

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

stopped when he was directly in front of her. Then, he leaned closer to her and

to skip a beat. She clung to her nerves and demanded, “What are you doing? Who taught

asked, “Are you asking me about my after–work activities as a boss or a

as cold as ever, his

studying romance movies diligently and almost knew their content like the back of his

could see a

but met his gaze head–on. “Does it make a difference whether I’m asking as a boss or your

“Of course.”

drawled, “If you’re asking as a boss, I would tell you that my after–work activities are private matters, which are none

are you learning these lines from? You’re getting more brazen.”

ignored her words and repeated his question. “So, is Ms. Mossey or Inez asking about my

off work, you’re still my secretary, so I’m asking you

creased briefly with disappointment. He straightened up and said

work qualifies as private matters. I

response, she looked

“Stay there.”

tracks but did

anything but “Mr. Kieran,” even on their dates, which felt distant to

are your private matters, but you’re asking to end work early to attend to them. You should at least give your boss a general idea of what you’re