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.

Whitney’s eyes were glued to the computer’s screen, he walked behind her softly and checked how she

he saw that, he was

legendary two-finger typing technique makes its

not hold back with

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?

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

to do that alone?” Charles glanced upward, almost bursting into laughter. “Your basic skills are so horrible! How can you even improve your typing speed? You’re

to admit defeat. “Well, I can just put in more time and effort. If I

your typing for a year, you still can’t catch up to my

agreement. “Yeah, yeah. You’re the

Charles when he heard that. Clenching his jaw grimly, he flicked her head

“What?”

that she had no idea what he was talking

couldn’t be bothered to explain. Bending down toward her, he grabbed her

left hand should handle this half of the keyboard, and your right hand handles the other half. After typing, press the spacebar with your thumb. Use the Enter key to go to the

his tone was a bit gruff and impatient, he provided

it out. Use the method I just

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

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

hands quietly. Considering how quickly she managed to improve, she

Keep recalling the finger placement I just taught you. If you don’t finish tonight, you aren’t allowed to

a relatively short contract from

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

the necessary skills. Let me make this clear—you won’t become a full-time worker just because of our personal relationship. If you aren’t capable enough to handle the intensity of the work after

his words did not sound pleasant, they made

Whitney pushed herself to increase her typing speed. Ignoring his presence completely, she

improve considerably after practicing for some

observed her for a while. For some reason, his gaze was drawn to her

earlier and corrected her finger placement, his face accidentally brushed against her

sensation crept up on

sensation crept up on

drifting again, a cold

your work quickly and get some sleep. You’re so dumb that even pigs are smarter than you. I can’t help but wonder what your life was like in Tayhaven. You