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.

screen, he walked behind her softly and checked how she was

that, he was

the legendary two-finger typing technique makes

not hold back

those two, immobile? Are they only there for show? You don’t know how to press the spacebar with your

Newton, return to your room if you’re done with work. Although I type

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

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

Even if you train your typing for a year, you

agreement. “Yeah, yeah. You’re

his jaw grimly, he flicked her head lightly. “You

“What?”

in her work that she had no idea what he was

bothered to explain. Bending down toward her, he grabbed her hands which

spacebar with your thumb. Use the Enter

gruff and impatient, he provided

out. Use the method I just

at the keyboard. However, she was very serious. Suppressing her urge to revert back to typing with two fingers, she followed Charles’ guidance and typed out

was not used to it, she kept making

observed her hands quietly. Considering how quickly she managed to improve, she was quite talented. He felt quite

additional task tonight. After entering all the data, record this contract too. Keep recalling the finger placement

relatively short contract from the stack of documents on the

you say that I’m no longer your employee once I leave the company? How can you just exploit my labor and cut

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 the three-month internship, be prepared

his words did not sound pleasant,

her first month’s salary go to waste, Whitney pushed herself to

improve considerably after practicing

her for a while. For some reason,

he held her hand earlier and corrected her

tingling sensation crept up on

sensation

his thoughts were drifting again, a

your work quickly 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.