Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 754 Call Me Hubby

The siblings chatted for a short while in the dining room before Whitney joined them downstairs.

The red silk scarf around her neck added a hint of seductiveness to the white office wear on her. It was a vital finishing touch to her outfit and made it extra eye–catching.

Jasmine saw her even from a distance away.

“It’s my first time seeing Whitney wear a scarf. This outfit looks so demure. Whitney, you’re tall and have a great figure. You look just like an air stewardess.”

Lucas also whipped his head around and nodded in admiration. “Indeed. Jasmine, you can learn how to dress better from Whitney. She even makes office wear look so good. You surely have lots of room for improvement.”

Jasmine pouted. “You’re annoying, Lucas. Why do you always have something to say about me?”

The atmosphere between the siblings was amicable.

Charles, however, had his eyes lowered as he continued eating. He did not seem interested in Whitney’s outfit at all. “Aren’t you coming over? The whole family is waiting for you.”

“All right…”

Clenching her fists, Whitney quickened her pace to the dining table and sat down in her seat. Then, she began digging in without saying a word:

Seemingly not having much appetite, she said she was full after eating a little and returned to her room.

Jasmine somehow felt that something was not quite right.

“Charles, Whitney doesn’t seem to be in a good mood tonight. You came back with her. Did you two have a fight?”

Charles flashed a faint smile. “No. Why would we fight all of a sudden? Continue with your meal.”

“Then why is she unhappy? How can she be full when she ate so little?” probed Jasmine in concern.

“How would I know?”

His tone was especially cold.

Displeasure surged within Jasmine, and she stood up for Whitney. “What’s wrong with you, Charles? Whitney is your wife. You should care about her feelings and try to console her to cheer her up.”

Charles was frustrated by those rants that he eventually decided not to say anything more. “Fine. I’ll go and take a look at her after I finish eating.”

“That’s more like it.”

Jasmine somehow felt that something was amiss with the couple. It was almost as if there was a secret that the family did not know of.

she have a great personality, but she

like her. You’ll definitely regret it if you

man deliberately took a piece of fatty meat from the stew and put it on Jasmine’s

I can’t believe all these dishes aren’t enough to

of meat on her plate, and a disgruntled look crossed her face.

a deep voice, “Don’t be

Jasmine was rendered speechless.

a grudgeful man he

returned to

the room swung

the door as she placed

noises, she turned her head around. “I’ll sleep on the couch tonight. I’ve already changed

his lips pursed, Charles closed the door behind

little tonight and look so sad? Jasmine

Whitney went pale.

when she heard the first half of Charles‘ sentence. She had thought he had taken note of her tiny meal portion, but it turned out that he

low, she slowly turned around and apologized without looking at the

more careful in the future and try to hide my

demeanor, Charles felt an inexplicable bolt of rage

always hoped Whitney would be more obedient at

agreement.

uneasy after seeing how she had transformed from her cheery and energetic self a few days ago to the submissive woman she

the couch.

recollected himself, opened the door again, and strode out without looking

door slammed close, Whitney felt an indescribable emptiness in her

Charles‘ bed, she continued putting the blanket over the couch. No matter how hard I try, the things that don’t belong to me will never become

since he had work matters to settle

night curled up on the couch in

washing up, she ran

her tracks and muttered, “Good

a cold aura. As he approached Whitney, he touched

left behind by the strangle last night had not faded. It

to have breakfast. downstairs in this

before she snapped back to her senses and held her neck. “I’m sorry. I forgot about it. I–I’ll put on

the cabinet in the living room and not in the bedroom. The housekeepers would have spotted it if I had come down to get it last night. I wouldn’t be able to explain myself if it

Whitney was not planning on explaining. She knew Charles would not believe her even if she tried to explain, and instead, would only blame her. That was why she reckoned it