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.

glued to the computer’s screen, he walked behind her softly and checked how

he saw that, he

the legendary two-finger typing technique

not hold back with

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, when will you

room if you’re done with work. Although I type really slowly, I don’t

almost bursting into laughter. “Your basic skills are so horrible! How can you even

in more time and effort.

Even if you train your typing for

yeah. You’re the fastest, Mr.

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

“What?”

that she had no idea what

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

hand handles the other half. After typing, press the spacebar with your thumb. Use the Enter key to

a bit gruff and impatient, he provided detailed

Use the method I just

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

she kept making typos. Regardless,

Considering how quickly she managed to improve, she was quite talented. He

contract too. Keep recalling the finger placement I just taught you. If

a relatively short contract from the stack

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

Let me make this clear—you won’t become a full-time worker just because of our personal relationship. If you aren’t capable

his words did not sound pleasant, they made perfect

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

improve considerably after

for a while. For some reason, his gaze was

earlier and corrected her finger placement, his face accidentally brushed against

tingling sensation crept up on

strange tingling sensation crept up on

Charles realized that his thoughts were drifting again, a cold

even pigs are smarter than you. I can’t help but