Wooing My Ex-Wife

Charles didn’t even spare her a glance. After placing the milk down, he headed towards the couch in the study. Crossing his legs, he took out his laptop and began delving into his work.

After a few minutes, Whitney noticed that there was someone in the study.

Charles hadn’t left.

She tilted her head and cast a gaze toward the couch. “Mr. Newton, are you busy with work?”

Charles was tapping on the keyboard attentively, seemingly oblivious to her.

If he was genuinely busy with work, she would feel a tinge of guilt.

After all, she had taken over Charles’ desk. Despite being the rightful owner, he had to bend over and work on the couch.

“Why don’t we switch positions, Mr. Newton?”

Charles’ hands froze as he stared at her as if she was a fool.

She’s using a desktop computer. How can we switch positions? Doesn’t she think before she speaks?

Despite complaining in his mind, Charles betrayed no emotions outwardly. “It’s fine. Shut up and deal with your matters. Stop disturbing me.”

Whitney tactfully fell silent and continued to enter the data.

The study was filled with the rhythmic sound of typing.

Both of them worked side by side harmoniously like a couple who had been married for many years.

As someone relatively new to typing on the keyboard, Whitney was quite slow in typing.

After two hours, Charles was done with his work. However, Whitney still had some work left to complete.

Furrowing his brows, he observed her side profile attentively.

He couldn’t tell if the workload was too overwhelming or if she was just dumb.

glued to the computer’s screen, he walked behind her softly

that, he

the legendary two-finger typing technique makes

not hold back with

of your fingers, except for those two, immobile? Are they only there for show? You don’t know how to press the spacebar with your thumb? Did it get chopped off by the keyboard?

glared at him. “Mr. Newton, return to your room if you’re done with work. Although I type really slowly, I don’t intend to sleep tonight. I’ll train my

basic skills are so horrible! How

“Well, I can just put in more time and effort. If I practice

Even if you train your typing for a

in agreement. “Yeah, yeah. You’re the fastest, Mr.

Clenching his jaw grimly, he flicked her head lightly. “You

“What?”

engrossed in her work that she had no idea what he was talking

he grabbed her hands which were on the

handle this half of the keyboard, and your right hand handles the other half. After typing, press the spacebar with your

his tone was a bit gruff and impatient, he provided

it out. Use the method I just taught

keyboard. However, she was very serious. Suppressing her urge to revert

not used to it, she kept making

how quickly she managed to improve, she was quite talented.

recalling the finger placement I just taught you. If you don’t finish tonight, you aren’t allowed to sleep. I’ll also deduct your internship allowance for the

picked out a relatively short contract from the stack of

that I’m no longer your employee once I leave the company? How can you just exploit my labor

quickly master all the necessary skills. Let me make

not sound pleasant,

salary go to waste, Whitney pushed herself to increase her typing speed.

indeed improve considerably

For some reason,

earlier and corrected her finger placement, his

strange tingling sensation crept

sensation crept

that his thoughts were drifting again, a

get some sleep. You’re so dumb that even pigs are smarter than you. I can’t help but wonder what your life