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.

he walked behind her softly and checked

saw that, he was

legendary two-finger typing

not hold back

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? If you continue

turned her head around and 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

upward, almost bursting into laughter. “Your basic skills are so horrible! How can you even improve your typing speed? You’re

“Well, I can just put in more time and

Even if you train your typing for a year, you

yeah.

he heard that. Clenching his jaw grimly, he flicked her head lightly. “You shouldn’t say that a

“What?”

was so engrossed in her work that she

her, he grabbed her hands which were on the keyboard,

right hand handles the other half. After typing, press the spacebar with your thumb. Use the Enter key to go to the next line. Make sure to memorize the order

bit gruff and impatient, he provided detailed

it out. Use the method I just taught you and type out a

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

she was not used to it, she kept making typos.

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

an additional task tonight. After entering all the data, record this contract too. Keep recalling the finger placement I just taught you. If you don’t finish tonight, you aren’t allowed to sleep. I’ll also

as he casually picked out a relatively short contract from the stack of documents on

back at him in despair. “Didn’t you say that I’m no longer your employee once I leave the company?

need to step up your game and quickly master all the necessary skills. Let me make this clear—you won’t become

not sound

her first month’s salary go to waste, Whitney pushed herself to increase her typing speed. Ignoring his presence completely, she threw

considerably after practicing

while. For some reason, his gaze was

corrected her finger placement, his face

sensation crept

sensation crept up on

that his thoughts were drifting again, a cold expression

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