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

that, he was

typing technique makes

did not hold back with

rest 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 thumb?

at him. “Mr. Newton, return to your room if you’re done with

are so horrible! How can you even improve your typing speed? You’re dreaming

put in more time and effort. If I practice

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

“Yeah, yeah. You’re the

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

“What?”

her work that she had no idea what he was

Bending down toward her, he grabbed her hands

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

and impatient, he provided detailed instructions and

method I just taught you and type out

her urge to revert back to typing with two fingers, she followed Charles’ guidance and typed

kept making typos. Regardless, her

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

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

picked out a relatively short contract from the stack of documents on

say that I’m no longer your employee once I leave the company? How can you

game and quickly 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 to be kicked

his words did not sound pleasant, they

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

speed did indeed improve considerably after practicing for some

her for a while. For some reason, his gaze

her hand earlier and corrected her finger placement,

strange tingling sensation crept up on

strange tingling sensation crept up

his thoughts were drifting again, a cold expression crossed

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 don’t even have basic