Wooing My Ex-Wife

Seeing that Charles still didn’t respond, the other men in the room couldn’t figure out his temperament.

One of the men asked, “Can we leave now, Mr. Newton? We don’t have any more money on us, and we didn’t touch this who—I mean, woman. In fact, she’s the one who beat us up so badly that we’re covered in injuries. We’ll have to see a doctor right away.”

Charles narrowed his eyes and spat coldly, “Scram.”

“Okay, okay.” The men immediately scurried away.

When they passed by Charles, he caught a glimpse of their injuries.

Some had fractured arms while some were covering their bleeding waist.

All six of those men had their butts kicked by Whitney, a woman, despite their advantage in numbers.

As such, Charles’ interest in Whitney was roused.

Slowly, he ambled into the messy room. The shattered glass pieces scattered all over the floor crumbled beneath his dark leather shoes.

Whitney, who was hiding beneath the table, trembled violently and held her breath upon hearing his steady footsteps.

In her mind, she prayed, Please don’t see me, please don’t see me, please don’t…

A second later, she felt warmth on her shoulders. She tilted her head and saw Charles taking off his coat and draping it over her shoulder to cover her tattered clothes.

He’s so gentle, so much so that he can charm any woman in minutes. Whitney felt even more ashamed and hung her head low, not daring to meet his gaze.

“You don’t have to hide. I know who you are,” uttered Charles in a deep, magnetic voice, which was pleasant to Whitney’s ears.

“Why did you come to this dangerous place? Are you in desperate need of money?” he asked.

response, Whitney nodded as tears streamed down her face. “I’m sorry. You just said you wanted to try dating me in the afternoon, yet I embarrassed

exceptionally patient as he picked up the money on the table, squatted down, and delivered it to Whitney. “Take it. It’s all yours. You won’t be short of

as soon as her eyes met Charles’ piercing blue gaze, she quickly

you hadn’t

quite cute in a silly way sometimes. “I don’t need it, and what happened tonight has nothing to do with me. You deserve this money. Consider it your reward for sparring with those men. Besides,

it was plain that Whitney was almost sexually assaulted by the group of men, Charles referred to the incident as a mere

raised her gaze, daring to ask, “Don’t you find

slightly. “Not at all. You’re an adult, and you’re forced to do what it takes to make ends meet. I

“Thank you.”

handed the cash

compensation for my emotional damage. Perhaps I’ll have some money left over after purchasing the cologne as a gift for Charles, which will also cover my rent. This dreadful experience doesn’t seem

surprised to see her still wearing a smile. What a happy-go-lucky woman. He offered, “I’ll send you to the

need to visit the hospital. All I endured was a few slaps, that’s all.

I’ll send you home.” He stood, hands stuffed into his pockets, ready to leave the

a few steps forward, he stopped

he noticed she hadn’t moved yet.

on her countenance mixed with blood. There was a touch

“I… My legs are numb. I can’t stand up. I’m not doing this

flushed with embarrassment. Even though I said I could walk, I proved myself wrong just thirty

butts of a few men earlier? Why are her legs numb after I come to

distasteful, he still approached her and

so it was easy for

Her body was tainted with blood, and her hair

state would easily arouse a man’s desire to protect

his gaze and staring at her for a

blink as his mind

light and thin, too. When we were younger, I used to carry her like this as well. I even spun around with her in my arms, promising to love

was difficult for Whitney to discern the expressions swirling in his blue eyes under