Wooing My Ex-Wife

Charles still remembered Whitney smiling and offering him her best wishes before he left that day, saying sincerely, “I hope that your blind date goes well, Mr. Newton.”

He stared at his phone screen, seemingly lost in thought. Now that I think about it, I bet Whitney’s sudden resignation has something to do with going home for a blind date.

Nevertheless, he swiftly cast his thoughts aside as his slender fingers typed out a reply to the oceanarium director: No need for that. When she clears her paycheck, give her the proper compensation per the standard resignation procedure.

The oceanarium director texted back: Mr. Newton, monetary compensation shouldn’t be offered in circumstances like hers where she submitted the resignation letter on her own and with the resignation statement being personal reasons.

Charles: As I said, settle it as per usual.

Those few simple words were enough for him to convey his displeasure and authoritative demeanor to the oceanarium director, resulting in the latter’s prompt reply: Very well.

After closing the chat window, Charles was about to put down his phone when a new text message popped up from an unknown number: Mr. Newton, this is Jessamyn Cloud. Are you free today at noon? I’d like to treat you to lunch. Because of my mood yesterday, I may have spoken somewhat harshly and come off as unfriendly toward you. I wish to apologize to you in person. Is that okay?

He frowned almost immediately when he saw the words “Jessamyn Cloud,” and the disgust in his eyes was impossible to hide.

Out of politeness, though, he had no choice but to reply: I’m busy.

Jessamyn responded with a sobbing emoji and the words: You’re a gentleman, Mr. Newton. Please don’t turn me down. We’ll just be having a meal. My dad gave me a stern scolding after I returned home yesterday. I sincerely apologize to you for my previous misconduct, Mr. Newton. Can you give me a chance to explain in person? The Cloud family is strict. My dad will kill me if I don’t see you.

She ended the message with another crying emoji.

Charles frowned as he read the woman’s texts, a little irritated by the continuous pinging of the text message notification.

His display of gentlemanly demeanor was contingent upon the person he was conversing with. In the past, he reserved such behavior solely for Gwendolyn. However, in the presence of anyone else, his civility was largely absent, let alone any traces of gentlemanliness.

Just as he was about to block her contact, a child’s head suddenly entered his line of sight, obscuring his vision of his phone screen.

Zendaya had heard his phone pinging nonstop and had run over to investigate.

is it, Uncle

Jessamyn, the daughter of the Cloud family whom

she sent so many texts to scold you! Don’t back down, Uncle Charles. Reply to her now.

flushed pink cheeks, Charles couldn’t contain his laughter. “No, she’s not scolding me. She’s actually offering to treat me to lunch as a token of apology.

scolded me. I want to hear her apology before deciding whether or not she should be

out a chuckle before praising sincerely, “Such a sensible girl you are, Zendy. You’re even helping me save

him a blinding smile. “That’s because I’m only five years old, so Daddy and Mommy don’t give me much pocket money. But Uncle Treyton said that I’m the prospective heir of Harris Group, so I’ll

he still

still very young and want to spend a few more decades with you. I don’t wish to be

“Got it!”

He then honored Zendaya’s wishes and replied to Jessamyn’s text, agreeing

I’ll be choosing the place to eat, but she’ll be paying for it. I’ll choose the most expensive restaurant in Salinsburgh and make

right. I’ll do as you say,

private room in the

with Zendaya in his arms. Upon seeing them, she greeted them with a

waiting for me. You didn’t even get up when I went in, so I find it strange that you’re willing

stiffened slightly, but she quickly composed herself and smiled apologetically. “I was too immature yesterday. I hope

merely looked at

her, and aside from snorting in disdain, said

had already given her an ultimatum the previous day, forbidding her from calling Charles “Daddy” outside, so she merely came to listen to them

her face was slightly stiff, but at the thought of her father’s instructions,

the restaurant manager, the trio

Zendaya’s plate. “This king crab is their signature dish, and it’s prepared better than

peeled the crab meat and dipped it in the sauce

in disdain. “I don’t want to eat food served by you, Ms. Cloud.” She pushed her plate back, gesturing for Jessamyn to enjoy it

was on the way Jessamyn

called Zendy by name before Jessamyn during lunch