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.

of any stars. Even

brightly illuminated by the street

rest of the drive,

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

face immediately turned cold as if she had

do this year is play the role of Mrs. Newton in front

my family.”

Screech!

protest as Charles stopped the

was flung forward. Only her seatbelt stopped

she turned to look at Charles, confused by

did he suddenly

Charles unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned over to

“Mr. Newton!”

chin roughly and forced her to

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

manic look in Charles‘

was

never seen this side

all an

some difficulty. “Do you really think I’m the kind of woman who would stir up trouble? Do you really love her that much? Would you really continue to bury that feeling. deep in your heart and sacrifice yourself for her even if she’s

rage in Charles‘

not understand what I’ve just said. Whitney? Do not mention Gwendolyn’s name ever again. Whatever goes on between me and her is none of your

her jaw painfully as if

flushed

terribly just because I asked him some sensitive questions. Next time,

of Charles

“I–I’m sorry!”

hand away once he had heard her apology. He sat back in his seat with a

bruised jaw and tried to calm

in the car was