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.

computer’s screen, he walked behind her softly and checked how she

that,

legendary two-finger typing

hold

spacebar with your thumb? Did it get chopped off by the keyboard? If you continue typing at this speed, when will you ever finish

room if you’re done with work. Although I type really slowly, I don’t intend to sleep tonight. I’ll train my

glanced upward, almost bursting into laughter. “Your basic skills are so horrible!

put in more time and effort. If I

if you train your typing for a year,

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

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

“What?”

her work that she had no idea what

Bending down toward her, he grabbed her hands which

press the spacebar with your

bit gruff and impatient, he

just taught you and type out a

Whitney was still a beginner, she had to stare at the keyboard. However, she was very serious. Suppressing her urge to revert back to typing with two fingers, she followed Charles’ guidance and typed out

used to it, she kept making typos. Regardless, her

observed her hands quietly. Considering how quickly she managed to improve, she was quite

task tonight. After entering all the data, record this contract too. Keep recalling the finger placement

nonchalantly as he casually picked out a relatively

that I’m no longer your employee once I leave

the necessary skills. Let me make this clear—you won’t become a full-time worker just because of

words did not sound pleasant, they made perfect

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

improve considerably after practicing

while. For some reason, his

held her hand earlier and corrected her finger placement,

sensation

strange tingling sensation crept up

were drifting again, a

than you. I can’t help but wonder what your life