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.

I’ve known Whitney for some time. Not only does she have a great personality, but she also loves you and takes care of you so well. There

definitely regret it if you

brows. The displeased man deliberately took a piece of fatty meat from the stew and

believe all these dishes aren’t enough to stop

snorted. She took a closer look at the piece of meat on her plate, and a disgruntled look crossed her face. “That’s so oily! I don’t want to

ordered in a deep voice,

Jasmine was rendered speechless.

man he is!

dinner, Charles returned to

door of the

the door as she placed

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

his lips pursed, Charles closed the

and look so sad? Jasmine

Whitney went pale.

heard the first half of Charles‘ sentence. She had thought he had taken note of her tiny meal portion, but

she slowly turned around and apologized without looking at

no appetite tonight. I’ll be more careful in

of her meek demeanor, Charles felt an

obedient at fulfilling her obligations

agreement.

felt awfully uneasy after seeing how she had transformed from her cheery and energetic self a few days ago

the couch. I won’t be sleeping here

door again, and strode out without

door slammed close, Whitney felt an indescribable emptiness in her

on 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

to sleep at the study since he

curled up on the couch in the

when Whitney walked out of the bedroom after washing up, she ran into Charles, who happened to be

her tracks and muttered,

the stairs, exuding a cold aura. As he approached Whitney,

left behind by the strangle last night had not faded.

sleeping last night? Do you intend to have breakfast. downstairs in this state so that Jasmine and Lucas can see

to her senses and held her neck. “I’m sorry. I forgot about it. I–I’ll put on a silk scarf for work

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 was so,

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