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

saw that, he was

the legendary two-finger typing technique

did not hold back with

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, when will

if you’re done with work. Although I type really slowly, I don’t intend to sleep tonight.

upward, almost bursting into laughter. “Your basic skills are so horrible! How can you even improve your typing

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

train your typing for a

yeah. You’re the fastest, Mr.

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

“What?”

was so engrossed in her work that she had no idea what

couldn’t be bothered to explain. Bending down toward her, he grabbed her hands which were on the keyboard, and corrected her

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

bit gruff and impatient, he provided detailed instructions

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

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

used to it, she kept making typos. Regardless, her finger

quietly. Considering how quickly she managed

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

spoke nonchalantly as he casually picked out a relatively short contract from the stack of documents

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

you need to step up your game and quickly master all the necessary skills. Let me make this clear—you won’t become

not sound pleasant,

not to let her first month’s salary go to waste, Whitney pushed herself to increase

considerably

some

her hand earlier and corrected her finger placement,

tingling sensation crept up on

tingling sensation crept up on

Charles realized that his thoughts were drifting again, a

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