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.

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

saw that, he was

typing technique

hold

with your

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 typing

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

was unwilling to admit defeat. “Well, I can just put in more time

you train your typing for a

yeah. You’re the fastest,

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

“What?”

that she had no idea

be bothered to explain. Bending down toward her, he grabbed her hands which were on the keyboard, and

half. After typing, press the spacebar with your

a bit gruff and impatient, he

method I just taught you and type out a

still a beginner, she had to stare at the keyboard. However, she was very serious. Suppressing her urge to revert back to typing with

not used to it, she kept making typos. Regardless, her finger placement

quickly she managed to improve,

tonight. After entering all the data, record this contract too. Keep recalling the finger placement I just taught you. If

picked out a relatively short contract from the stack of documents

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

step up your game and quickly master all the necessary skills. Let me make this clear—you won’t become a full-time

did not sound pleasant, they

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

indeed improve considerably

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

held her hand earlier and corrected her finger placement, his

sensation crept up

sensation crept up

drifting again, a cold expression crossed

that even pigs are smarter than you. I can’t help but wonder what your life was like in Tayhaven. You don’t