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.

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

as he picked up the money on the table, squatted down, and delivered it to Whitney. “Take it. It’s

head, but as soon as her eyes

thought, she refused to take the money. “I don’t want it. If you hadn’t arrived in time, I

nothing to do with me. You

sexually assaulted by the group of men, Charles referred to the incident as a mere

mustered her courage and raised her gaze, daring to ask, “Don’t you find it disgusting that I’m earning money in a bar through

lips curved upward slightly. “Not at all. You’re an adult, and you’re forced to do what it takes to make ends meet. I can understand that. Although, you should avoid taking such risks in the future. Your safety

“Thank you.”

handed the cash in his hand

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 so dreadful

What a happy-go-lucky woman. He offered, “I’ll send you to the hospital. Can

I don’t need to visit the hospital. All I endured was a few slaps, that’s all. The minor injuries on

you home.” He stood, hands stuffed into his pockets, ready to leave

few steps forward, he stopped because

he noticed she hadn’t moved yet. “What’s the

on her countenance mixed with blood. There was a touch of desolation to

bit her lip and uttered, “I… My legs are numb. I can’t stand up. I’m not doing this

though I said I could walk, I proved myself

men earlier? Why are her legs numb after I

found her behavior slightly distasteful, he still approached her

easy for him to lift her

her thin shoulders were covered by his coat. Her body was tainted with blood, and her hair was

would easily arouse a man’s

and staring at her for

blink as his mind

former’s delicate frame. Gwendolyn’s light and thin, too. When we were younger, I used to carry her like this

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