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.

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

that, he

typing technique

did not hold back with his

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

head around and glared at him. “Mr. Newton, return to your room if you’re done with work. Although I type really slowly,

basic skills are so horrible! How can you even improve

I can just put in more time and effort.

typing for a year, you still can’t catch

yeah. You’re the

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

“What?”

that she had no idea what

be bothered to explain. Bending down toward her, he grabbed her hands which were on the keyboard,

typing, press the spacebar with your thumb. Use the Enter key to go to the next line. Make

gruff and impatient, he

method I just taught you and type out a

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

kept making typos. Regardless, her finger placement was

she managed to improve, she was quite talented. He felt quite

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

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

“Didn’t you say that I’m no longer your employee once I leave the company? How

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

did not sound pleasant, they made

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

considerably after practicing for some

observed her for a while. For some reason, his

and corrected her finger placement,

tingling sensation crept

sensation crept

that his thoughts were drifting

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