Wooing My Ex-Wife

Whitney had been worried about sitting in the same car as Charles, but her worry was unnecessary since he did not even think about fetching her along.

Whitney sighed as she looked at Charles’ car which was already completely out of sight. She realized she should have known her place better.

When Charles was in a good mood, he could tolerate her being herself and speaking freely.

However, once she crossed the line, she meant nothing to him, and he would have no qualms about punishing her for her wrongdoings.

The realization hit Whitney like a ton of bricks, but she quickly dispelled those thoughts. She was resolved to earn money to bring her mother to Salinsburgh in Chanaea so that they could live together peacefully and comfortably.

She took out her phone, intending to book a taxi to the office.

Jasmine had finished her breakfast and was about to leave the house when she saw Whitney standing by the road in the far distance.

“Whitney, why are you standing here alone? Where’s Charles?”

Whitney jumped at the sudden voice behind her.

Feeling embarrassed, she smiled awkwardly. “He has something urgent at the laboratory today. Since it’s not on the way, I told him I’ll go to work myself.”

“This entire district belongs to the Newton family, so I don’t think you can get a taxi here. Why don’t I give you a lift?”

Hearing Jasmine’s words, Whitney could only agree helplessly. “All right, then. So sorry to trouble you, Jasmine.”

“Not at all. I have nothing important anyway. I’m just going to meet a friend, and she won’t mind if I’m a few minutes late.”

On the way to the office, Whitney felt more determined than ever to earn money.

I’ll buy a car so that I need

the ride, Jasmine asked several questions. She was trying to find

had given earlier. Realizing she would not reveal anything, Jasmine left it

work. Yesterday’s rat incident made her famous within the logistics department for her fearless way of catching rats. Even those female co-workers who disliked her dared not openly display

spent the morning working

up her makeup at her desk during lunch break when

Mr. Newton again at the parking lot after work

us to see him in person,

have you exchanged words with Mr. Newton

expressions. They never imagined someone from

lowest form of life in the company and rarely received attention. The annual town hall event was the only opportunity the staff had to see Charles from far away in a

in the logistics department, for she had a

her co-workers was loud enough for

turned her head and glanced

He openly criticized Lana and me before, so he should have known who she was. Why did he pretend

and saw the frown

mine. For some reason, my engine stalled, and I

the group of female co-workers exclaimed with

as cold as

her head, appearing slightly nervous as a light blush filled her

herself believed it was

curious female co-worker immediately asked, “Lana, is it possible that Mr. Newton likes

is usually cold and distant. Even they don’t get to talk to him much. Yet, he initiated to help you with your car and spoke to you gently.

the prettiest in the company, so how could

visit to the logistics department, but he specifically asked for you. He

“Um, that might be possible. Anyway, I can’t comment