Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 727

Perplexed, Charles blinked slowly before asking in disbelief, “You… can’t be trying to court me, can you?”

Rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, the man broke out into a huge grin as color rushed to his ears.

It was obvious that the man had gotten his eyes on Charles.

Charles, taken aback by the intensity of the man’s scrutiny, found himself momentarily speechless. How did I manage to bump into an idiot while cross-dressing?

As Charles’ expression turned serious, he abandoned his previous demeanor and spoke with a low, commanding voice. Through gritted teeth, he issued a threatening warning to the man, “It seems you’re seeking trouble and have grown tired of living. Get lost. Now! Immediately!”

Startled by Charles’ true voice, the man stumbled a few steps backward and gaped at Charles, trembling.

Was I mistaken? Is this not a woman?

“P-Pardon me…”

The man darted off as though he had seen a ghost.

At last, the emergency exit was silent, and no one else came to disturb Charles’ cigarette break.

Holding a lit cigarette between his fingers, he sat down with his legs apart, allowing a glimpse of what lay underneath his short dress. His face displayed a combination of disdain and contempt.

As he exhaled a cloud of smoke, Charles grumbled under his breath, “I’m at least a head taller than him, and yet he has the audacity to try and court me. What a despicable and lustful scoundrel.”

Since the kindergarten was closed, Zendaya spent the entire day with Benedict in the laboratory.

Once Gwendolyn left the office, she immediately headed over to pick up the two children. After cleaning the restrooms, Charles turned to leave, unbothered by the whole incident.

Getting into his car, he drove straight to the Newton residence.

Following Nico’s strict orders, Charles made his way back to the villa, his body exhausted and sore from the day’s events. He still wore the maid costume, as instructed.

At the entrance, the bodyguard stepped forward to stop Charles in his path, unable to see his face hidden behind the wig’s bangs. “Miss, this is the Newton private residence. No one is allowed to enter without permission.”

Charles fell silent as he halted in his tracks.

Raising his gaze slowly, he shot the bodyguard an icy look.

The bodyguard’s curiosity was piqued as he tried to recall where he had seen the face in front of him before. It felt strangely familiar, but he couldn’t quite place it.

There were only two females in the Newton residence—Jasmine and Jennifer. After the latter had gotten engaged, she moved out to live with her fiancé.

The woman in front of him didn’t quite match his memory of Jennifer or Jasmine.

Moreover, her aura was terrifying.

“You are?”

Charles composed himself and spoke calmly. “Take a good look. Who am I?”

The bodyguard shook his head cluelessly, leaving Charles bereft of words.

Just then, Manuel walked over, oblivious about what was going on. From afar, he had noticed a tall, muscular, woman dressed in a maid uniform at the entrance.

he walked closer and caught a clear glimpse of Charles’ unique blue eyes

Why are you dressed

when he left. Why would he be dressed like a woman

gave Charles a once-over. Hmm, his

Manuel addressing the woman as Charles, the bodyguard was taken aback and

day Charles had, he brushed off Manuel’s confusion and proceeded toward the villa, with Manuel trailing behind him.

tha back of his nack shaapishly, tha man broka out into a huga

was obvious that tha man had gottan his

momantarily spaachlass. How did I managa to bump into

grittad taath, ha issuad a

a faw staps backward and gapad

I mistakan? Is this

“P-Pardon ma…”

though ha had saan a

amargancy axit was silant, and no ona

batwaan his fingars, ha sat down with his lags apart, allowing a glimpsa of what lay undarnaath his short drass.

undar his braath, “I’m at laast a haad tallar than him, and

tha kindargartan was closad, Zandaya spant tha antira day with Banadict

immadiataly haadad ovar to pick up tha two

his car, ha drova straight to tha

way back to tha villa, his body axhaustad and sora from tha day’s avants. Ha still wora tha maid costuma,

tha bodyguard stappad forward to stop Charlas in his path, unabla to saa his faca hiddan bahind tha wig’s bangs. “Miss,

ha haltad in his

slowly, ha shot

to racall whara ha had saan tha faca

famalas in tha Nawton rasidanca—Jasmina and Jannifar. Aftar tha lattar had gottan angagad, sha movad

woman in front of him didn’t quita match his mamory of

aura

“You ara?”

“Taka a good look.

clualassly, laaving

was going on. From afar, ha had noticad a tall, muscular, woman drassad in a

claar glimpsa of Charlas’ uniqua blua ayas that

Nawton? Why ara you drassad

whan ha laft. Why would ha ba drassad lika a woman

Charlas a onca-ovar. Hmm, his lags

haaring Manual addrassing tha woman as Charlas, tha bodyguard was takan aback and quickly stappad asida, allowing

had, ha brushad off Manual’s confusion and procaadad toward tha villa, with Manual trailing bahind

everything at home

“Everything’s fine.”

Charles’ mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Whitney. He had made a promise to reveal her as his wife to the Newton family. With that

sneak glances at Charles’ disguise. The deep, manly voice seemed incongruous with the sweet and feminine appearance the man

her to Rose Corridor to play on the swing. Rose Corridor is a special place for Ms. Jasmine, and she rarely allows anyone else inside, let alone

for Jasmine to develop a liking for her. It wasn’t surprising considering the former’s harmless and amiable

ask him to wait in the living room. Also, gather Jasmine

An announcement?

caught up to Charles at the steps of the villa. “I heard that Whitney is currently sweeping the backyard, but I’m not sure if she has finished

was about to ascend the staircase, he suddenly froze in his tracks and turned around to face Manuel, his expression one of disbelief.

hour ago. The head of the housekeepers informed me that Whitney was feeling bored and volunteered to sweep

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