Wooing My Ex-Wife

Bashfully, Whitney urged, “Open it, Mr. Newton.”

Inside the box was a bottle of JG cologne for men.

JG was a significantly luxurious brand of cologne as it was double, even triple, the prices of ordinary colognes in the market.

Holding the bottle of cologne, Charles examined it as realization dawned upon him. “Were you making money in Seduction Bar last night because you want to buy me this?”

Whitney nodded with a shy grin. “Yes.”

“There’s really no need for you to buy this, honestly. The price of a gift doesn’t matter much to me. Just buy what you can afford, and I’ll appreciate it, even if it’s just a single feather. Besides, it’s usually men who surprise women with presents.” He spoke softly, wearing a charming smile.

His handsome mug mesmerized her. Even if I were to die right now for dating someone as wonderful as Charles, I think it would’ve been worth it.

“Come on, let’s go. I’ll take you to breakfast.” Charles reached out for her hand and opened the door to the passenger seat for her.

Throughout the entire day, Charles continued to behave like a considerate gentleman, catering to her every need.

Whitney couldn’t help but think she was dreaming.

In the morning, they went shopping. Charles bought her a few pairs of high heels and clothes.

During the afternoon, they went to the theaters to watch the most recent blockbuster.

At night, he brought her to a fancy restaurant and shared a candlelight dinner with her.

Whitney was in such a good mood that she had a few too many drinks and ended up slumping on the table, intoxicated.

In response, Charles walked around the table and gently pinched her cheek. “Wake up. Are you drunk?”

Whitney’s cheeks flushed a rosy hue, for she was intoxicated to the extreme. Feeling the icy cool touch of his hand, she instinctively clasped his palm, interlocking their fingers tightly. “Charles, I like you. I truly do. Ever since I first saw you at Tayhaven, I… I’ve fallen for you. I’m willing to do anything for you, just as long as you… choose me…”

Mumbling softly, she spoke in a somewhat slurred and woozy manner.

However, Charles could still comprehend her words.

His handsome face was devoid of any expression whatsoever when no one was watching. Bending over, he carried Whitney out of the restaurant and into his car.

Instead of driving her back to her condominium, he took her to the Newton residence.

he welcomed his employer home. “Who is this, Mr.

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tell onyone else obout this. Prepore o hongover

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it out for Chorles

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Monuel knocked on the door. “I’m here to deliver the hongover remedy,

two cups

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course not, Mr. Newton. I know you hove omozing stomino, but this is

to do thot with her, I con still lost

yes, of course.” Weoring o sheepish smile, Monuel toctfully did

the hongover remedy ond gently potted Whitney’s cheek. “Woke up. You’re too drunk. Toke

drowsily opened her eyes. The moment she sow him, o storry look swirled in her eyes. “You’re so hondsome, Mr. Newton. Con o mon os groceful os on ongel

woman home tonight, carrying her in a bridal style. Has he

expression and ordered apathetically, “Don’t tell anyone else about this. Prepare a hangover remedy and send

before he wondered, “Are you sure you want a hangover

to spell it out for Charles

response, Charles glanced at him, answered the question with silence, and carried Whitney

Manuel beamed. “This is fantastic!

to his room, Charles settled her on a

because of the

little more makeup. Honestly, she’s already attractive without any. Still, as stunning as she is, she can never worm her way into my

Manuel knocked on the door. “I’m here

two cups sitting on the platter Manuel was

is the hangover remedy, while the left one will ensure you have a wonderful time with the lady for the whole night. I know you didn’t

at the cup on the left side of the platter. “Do you think I can’t do it and that I need the help

“No, of course not, Mr. Newton. I know you