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

he saw that, he was

typing technique makes its

not hold back with his

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? Did it get chopped off by the keyboard?

her head around and glared at him. “Mr. Newton, return to your room if you’re done with work. Although I type really slowly, I don’t intend

want to do that alone?” Charles glanced upward, almost bursting into laughter. “Your basic skills are so horrible! How can you

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

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

in agreement. “Yeah, yeah. You’re

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

“What?”

work that she had no idea what

be bothered to explain. Bending down toward her, he grabbed her

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

bit gruff and impatient, he provided detailed instructions and

out. Use the method I just taught you and type out

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

to it, she kept making typos. Regardless,

she managed to improve,

record this contract too. Keep recalling the finger placement I just taught you. If you don’t finish tonight, you

relatively short contract

your employee once I leave the company? How can you just exploit

of remorse. “You lack practice. If you want to navigate the workplace with ease in the future, you need to step up your 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

sound

to let her first month’s salary go to waste, Whitney pushed herself to increase her typing speed. Ignoring his

improve considerably

for a while. For some reason, his gaze was drawn

and corrected her finger placement, his face accidentally

sensation crept up on

strange tingling sensation crept up

his thoughts were drifting

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