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

that, he

two-finger typing technique

hold back with

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 typing at this speed,

“Mr. Newton, return to your room if you’re done with work. Although I type really slowly, I don’t

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

defeat. “Well, I can just put in more time

if you train your typing for a

“Yeah, yeah. You’re

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

“What?”

that she had no idea what he was talking

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

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 next line. Make sure to memorize

bit gruff and impatient,

just taught

she had to stare at the keyboard. However, she was very serious. Suppressing her urge to revert

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

she managed to improve, she was quite talented.

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

nonchalantly as he casually picked out a relatively short contract from

no longer your employee once I leave the company? How can you

master all 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 the three-month internship, be prepared

sound pleasant, they

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 her

did indeed improve considerably

while. For some reason, his gaze was drawn

and corrected her finger placement, his face accidentally brushed against

sensation crept up

sensation crept up on

were drifting again, a cold

can’t help but wonder what your life was like in Tayhaven.