Wooing My Ex-Wife

Charles’ hand froze mid-air as he lifted the bowl of soup. He did not reply.

Whitney stole glances at his expression.

Recalling that one of the clauses in the marriage contract was to keep their union a secret from the public, she thoughtfully said, “It’s fine. I don’t care that much about weddings. As long as both of us genuinely love each other, all that matters is that we can spend the rest of our lives together. We can skip the traditional customs and focus on building a life together. Furthermore, Charles is busy with work. He doesn’t have time to plan the wedding.”

Lucas sighed, “You’re such a nice and pragmatic person—down-to-earth and frugal. You’re not like those pampered rich girls out there who are so spoiled.”

Jasmine grew upset when she heard that. “What are you talking about, Lucas? Who are you calling spoiled?”

She was one of the rich girls Lucas was criticizing, and she was sitting right there. This is so insulting!

Lucas chuckled awkwardly. “Haha! I wasn’t talking about you. Don’t take it personally.”

Charles, who had been sitting at the end of the table quietly, chimed in, “Well, he’s not entirely wrong. Jasmine has always been pampered in our family. She’s our adorable little princess.”

The praise made Jasmine feel delighted, as if she had overtaken Jennifer’s place in Charles’ heart.

“You’re the best, Charles!” she said playfully, winking at him and forming a heart with her fingers.

Charles merely smiled and kept on eating.

Lucas glanced at his younger siblings before turning his attention back to Whitney, continuing the previous topic, “Whitney, we understand that you’re considerate of Charles, but I believe that skipping the wedding would be unfair to you.”

He became enthusiastic as an idea popped into his head. “Why don’t we announce the news of your marriage on Newton Group’s official website? We can plan a proper wedding later when Charles has some free time.”

The expression on Whitney’s face froze.

Is the dinner discussion only going to revolve around my wedding?

“What do you think, Charles?” Lucas looked at Charles, who was eating with his head lowered.

eyes betrayed no emotions. “I’m fine with everything. I’ll let my

like it!” Lucas laughed before

“I…”

tightened her grip

that the decision should be made according to

had just thrown her way, Whitney

Charles a glance, imploring him to

was eating his food attentively, acting like an outsider who had nothing to do with this issue. He seemed content to let

her lower

spoke up on her behalf. “Lucas, give her a break! You’re making her shy. It’s our first formal introduction, and you’re bombarding her

I’m doing

is somewhere else! Her relatives aren’t here, and they probably don’t even know she’s married. Since she’s not keen on making the marriage public or having a wedding, there must be reasons behind her decision. This matter is between Charles and her, so stop meddling in it!” Jasmine retorted

Words eluded Lucas.

if we don’t have the wedding. Charles and Whitney can simply go on a vacation together. It’s quite popular among youngsters these days. Besides, I remember Gwendolyn and Mr. Jenson still haven’t had a wedding, and their child is already five years old! They probably aren’t planning to hold one. I wonder if Gwendolyn will ever have a chance to don a wedding gown. I heard that she didn’t even have a wedding for her first

she

fork on the table forcefully before rising to his

Enjoy

disappeared from everyone’s sight

many years have passed and he’s even married now, yet he still can’t bear to hear me talk about what Gwendolyn missed

amiss in

with Mr… I mean, Charles? Why is he so sensitive about what you said?” Whitney inquired, curious about the dynamics between

that you, his rightful wife, are sitting next to me. It’s all in the past. They’re just childhood friends. It’s nothing

Childhood friends?

fell into deep

glance, imploring him to

is the reason behind Charles’ ever-changing moods,

kindly served some food onto Whitney’s plate, trying to make up for her slip of the tongue. She continued, “Try this, Whitney. I think you’ll love it. Don’t dwell on Charles and his childhood friend. It’s not that significant. He

“Ahem!”