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

saw that, he was

the legendary two-finger typing technique makes its

hold back with

rest of your 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

at him. “Mr. Newton, return to your room if you’re done with work. Although I type really slowly, I don’t intend to

that alone?” Charles glanced upward, almost bursting into laughter. “Your basic skills are so

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

train your typing for a year, you

yeah. You’re the

grimly, he flicked her head lightly. “You shouldn’t say that a man is too

“What?”

that she had no idea what he was

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

and your right hand handles the other half. After typing, press the spacebar with your

and impatient, he provided detailed

I just taught you and

keyboard. However, she was very serious. Suppressing her

it, she kept making typos.

observed her hands quietly. Considering how quickly she managed

so dumb. 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

he casually picked out a relatively short contract from the stack

that I’m no longer your employee once I leave 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

did not sound pleasant, they made perfect

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

speed did indeed improve considerably after practicing

for a while. For some reason, his

her

sensation crept up

sensation crept up on

his thoughts were drifting

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. You don’t even have basic computer