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

saw that, he

two-finger typing technique

did not hold back with

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, when will you ever finish entering

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

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

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

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

yeah. You’re the fastest, Mr.

he heard that. Clenching his jaw grimly,

“What?”

she had no idea what he was

toward her, he grabbed her hands which were on the keyboard, and

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

his tone was a bit gruff and impatient,

just taught you and type out

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

kept making typos. Regardless, her finger placement

quickly she managed to improve, she

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 allowance for

casually picked out a relatively short

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

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 to handle the intensity of the work after

his words did not sound

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

indeed improve considerably after practicing for some

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

and corrected her finger placement, his face accidentally brushed against

strange tingling sensation crept

strange tingling sensation crept up on

Charles realized that his thoughts were drifting again, a

sleep. You’re so dumb that even pigs are smarter than you. I can’t help