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.

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

that,

legendary two-finger typing technique makes its

did 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

if you’re done with work.

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

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

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

“Yeah, yeah. You’re the fastest, Mr.

displeasure surfaced within Charles when he heard that. Clenching his jaw grimly,

“What?”

so engrossed in her work that she had no idea what he

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

keyboard, and your right hand handles the other half. After typing, press the spacebar with your thumb. Use the Enter

a bit gruff and impatient, he provided detailed instructions and

method I just taught you

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

used to it, she kept making typos. Regardless,

quietly. Considering how quickly she managed

so dumb. I’ll give you 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 deduct your internship

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

at him in despair. “Didn’t you say that I’m no longer your employee once I leave the company? How can you just exploit my

the necessary skills. Let me make this clear—you won’t

did not sound pleasant,

first month’s salary go to waste, Whitney pushed herself to increase her

improve considerably after practicing for

some reason, his gaze was drawn to her

hand earlier and corrected her finger placement, his

sensation crept up

sensation crept up

that his thoughts were drifting again, a cold expression

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