Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 753 Rage

It was time for all of them to return home.

Gwendolyn took Zendaya from Charles, and the family of four got into their car and left the oceanarium.

As soon as the car disappeared from sight, Charles turned to Whitney and asked, “I saw you talking to Gwen. What were you two chatting about?”

“Oh, we were talking about you and me,” she replied candidly, observing his reaction.

Charles‘ expression remained unchanged, his sapphire eyes revealing nothing.

“What did you say?”

Seeing how much he cared about Gwendolyn’s opinion. Whitney felt rather uneasy. She ignored his question, slid into the passenger seat of his car, and waited quietly for him to start driving.

Charles ignited the engine and maneuvered his way out of the oceanarium. “Why aren’t you answering me?” he continued pressing for an answer.

“Is it so important for you to know?” Whitney had a serious look on her face.

“Of course it’s important,” he replied instantly, making Whitney’s heart sink even further. “If you don’t tell me, how will I know how you will play the role of my wife in front of the Newtons in the future? How will I know whether this agreement between us can work?”

“Well, I told her about how we first met in Tayhaven and were reunited in Chanaea. We also talked about our last date. She seems to know you very well. She had a lot of nice things to say about you. She hoped that our relationship would grow. That’s all. Are you happy now?”

Charles arched his eyebrows. He seemed to be in a good mood.

The thought of Gwendolyn praising him pleased him.

However, Whitney’s attitude upset him. “What’s with your tone? You were just fine before we got to the oceanarium. Now you sound as if someone’s insulted your entire family!”

“Maybe it’s because I’m having my period soon.”

A woman’s mood swings during her period was an easy excuse for Whitney to explain her attitude.

Embarrassed by her explanation, Charles dropped the topic and focused on driving instead.

and devoid of any stars. Even the moon

were brightly illuminated by the

rest of the drive, lost in

Whitney finally broke the silence and asked, “Gwendolyn is your childhood friend who you had a

cold as if

life. All you need to do this year is play the role of Mrs. Newton in

my family.”

Screech!

as Charles

forward. Only her seatbelt stopped her from

and scared, she turned to look at Charles, confused by

he

icy look, Charles unbuckled his seatbelt and

“Mr. Newton!”

and

a secret marriage contract. Don’t forget your place,” he warned her, no longer concealing his cruel thoughts. “You’d better behave yourself and stop asking about my past. If I find out that you’re digging into my past and talking nonsense to Gwen, I’ll show you who I

look in

was shaking

had never seen this side

all an act for his

of woman who would stir up trouble? Do you really love her that much? Would you really continue to

in Charles‘

Whitney? Do not mention Gwendolyn’s name ever

squeezed her jaw painfully as

face was flushed red from

so terribly just because I asked him some sensitive questions. Next time, will he really

violent side of

“I–I’m sorry!”

her apology. He sat back in his seat with

her bruised jaw and tried to calm her hammering

the car